I just have my plan,
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That I will build an airship,
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We'll fly the world with her,
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At least once there and back
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You ask what I will give you more
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And you mean the smell of sunflowers,
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Rather than a trip to the moon,
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Do you want white piano flaps,
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Private paper jet,
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Crepe roses from shooting ranges,
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You silently ask what I will give you more.
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We go higher, we go deeper
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We are under pressure and at the same time dry,
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We fly dangerously
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I want it to last forever
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As we get closer, we pull the trigger
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I already know what to do with it, because I have a plan…
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That I'll take you to the stars and I'll put the whole world in the palm of your hand
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Every time, again, for the last time.
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You ask what I will give you more
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You don't want a canvas just a few sketches
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And I'd rather be wide than the Ritz,
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Kiss, not the height of cathedrals,
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Just dancing for two,
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No worries, you are my unknown to the equations
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And you silently ask what I'll give you more.
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We go higher, we go deeper
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We are under pressure and at the same time dry,
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We fly dangerously,
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I want it to last forever,
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As we get closer, we pull the trigger.
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We go higher, we go deeper
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You won't explain that
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We are the sea and the desert, we fly dangerously
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I want it to last forever, who knows who we'll pull the trigger first,
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I already know what to do with it, because I have a plan… |