| Do you ever ask yourself
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| How come we met that day right there
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| When we could’ve met another person
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| Anytime and anywhere
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| But know we can’t erase what happened then
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| It is stored in our hearts and souls and minds and when
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| Ever you feel lost and the torture has no end
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| Then just come to me so we can hold our hands and seize the moment
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| Let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| So let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| Do we call it coincidence or luck?
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| Or fate or destiny? |
| Well it’s definitely
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| Something bigger than you
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| And surely something bigger than me
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| Whatever we may call it
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| It’s impossible to understand
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| That if a butterfly in Tokio, oh
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| Whatever, I’ve never been to Japan
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| But I’ve been there when you crossed my way and I crossed yours
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| An encore, that’s what little moments like these are for
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| Let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| So let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| Oh, oh, oh…
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| Walk with me now to a place in the shade
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| Ooohh.
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| Let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| So let’s pretend we own it
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| And we could live it without a doubt
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| And listen to the songs
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| We would never tell anyone about
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| Oh, oh, oh…
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| Walk with me now to a place in the shade |