| in our own pace
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| to a secret place
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| where you know you can feel
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| with a smile on you lips
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| oh you know that it hits
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| becouse it may even kill me without a soft french kiss
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| standing on the threshold of our dream
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| and i wish you could leave me alone
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| on my own
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| i’ve been around the world
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| and i’ve seen all the places you can call home
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| now let the yellow street lights walk you
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| don’t feel abandoned
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| i’m behind you
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| right behind you
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| constantly wandering,
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| doing something
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| don’t know the destination
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| but it’s a one that you can count on you catch me where the sides are turning
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| i know i’ll have a wall to lean on and you made me believe
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| there was nothing but dream teams
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| and you made me believe
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| there was nothing but street teams for us nothing but sweet dreams |