| I´ve been looking behind a couch
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| I´ve been searching in paris the town of love
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| I´ve been looking for you
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| Under the weeping willow
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| I´ve been looking, wearing skis
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| I´ve been climbing the trees,
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| Scratching hands and knees
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| I´ve been looking for you
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| Under another pillow
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| The moon is a grain of sand
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| In your hand
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| You rule
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| But you don´t understand
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| (yei yei yei yea)
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| I´ve been looking behind a bar,
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| I´ve been searching the backseat
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| Of someone´s car
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| I´ve been looking for you
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| Under the shallow hellos
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| I´ve been looking between sheets
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| I´ve been licking the dirt
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| Of the foreign streets
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| I´ve been looking for you
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| Underneath green jello
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| The moon is a grain of sand
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| In your hand
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| You rule
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| But you don´t understand
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| (yei yei yei yea)
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| I´m as small as a mite
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| In the universe
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| What difference do we make?
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| But i want to be a mite in love,
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| I want to exchange
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| Some heat for motion
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| And if you breathe i´ll feel cool
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| (let´s change!)
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| The moon is a grain of sand
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| In your hand
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| You rule
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| But you don´t understand
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| I don´t care where it takes us
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| As long as i have once been loved |