| One cold evening
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| The world stood still
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| I watched as I held my breath
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| A silhouette I thought I knew
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| Came through
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| Someone spoke to me
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| Whispered in my ear
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| This fantasy’s for you
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| Fantasies are real this year
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| My whole life flashed before my eyes
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| I thought what they say is true
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| I shed my skin and my disguise
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| And cold, numb and naked I emerged from my cocoon
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| And a half-remembered tune
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| Played softly in my head
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| It said
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| (spoken)
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| Lessons known
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| We dare expect from anything as arbitrary as life
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| And the truth is simply that it’s over
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| I realise this miracle is due
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| I dedicate this melody to you
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| I realise this miracle is due
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| I dedicate this melody to you
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| But is this the stuff dreams I’m made of?
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| If this is the stuff dreams I’m made of
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| I realise this miracle is due
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| I dedicate this melody to you
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| I realise this miracle is due
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| I dedicate this melody to you
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| But is this the stuff dreams I’m made of?
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| If this is the stuff dreams I’m made of
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| And I realise this miracle is due
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| I dedicate this melody to you
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| But is this the stuff dreams I’m made of?
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| If this is the stuff dreams I’m made of
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| No wonder I feel like I’m floating on air
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| Oh it feels like I’m everywhere
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| Oh it feels like I’m everywhere
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| It’s just my second skin |