| The show was ending and I had started to crack
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| Woke up in Chicago and the sky turned black
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| And you're so high, you're so high, you had to be an angel
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| And I'm so high, I'm so high, I can see an angel
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| I hear your heart beating in your chest
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| The world slows 'till there's nothing left
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| Skyscrapers look on like great, unblinking giants (oh)
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| In those heavy days in June
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| When love became an act of defiance
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| You were broken-hearted and the world was, too
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| And I was beginning to lose my grip
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| And I always held it loosely
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| But this time I admit
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| I felt it really start to slip
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| And choir singing in the street
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| And I will come to you
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| To watch the television screen
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| In your hotel room
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| Hold onto each other
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| You're so high, you're so high
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| You're so high, you're so high
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| You're so high, you're so high
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| You had to be an angel
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| I'm so high, I'm so high
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| I'm so high, I'm so high
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| I'm so high, I'm so high
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| I can see an angel |