| She could be, easy to find you see
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| She writes her songs, only for you to sing
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| She digs the words, out of the sky
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| She leaves them there, for you to find
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| The way that you love dear, the fate of the world you leave behind
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| A way to the future, making a moment built to last
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| You want to love, well now’s your chance
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| You hear the beat, over the radio
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| You see the scene, a satellite picture show
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| You take her words, out of the sky
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| She left them there, for you to find
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| The way that you love dear, the fate of the world you leave behind
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| A way to the future, making a moment built to last
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| You want to love, well now’s your chance
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| The way that you love dear, the fate of the world you leave behind
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| A way to the future, making a moment built to last
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| You want to love, well now’s your chance |