| She’s invisible like peace,
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| you can’t spot her 'till she’s gone
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| And then you’ll miss her more than you know,
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| more than you know surely
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| No one knows her real name,
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| she comes from far away
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| They’d not be able to say it anyway
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| Anyway, surely…
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| Aubrey, that’s what I call you now
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| and you don’t know me
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| I hope we’ll meet somehow
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| and I’ll get to know you more
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| I don’t wanna go to war, Aubrey!
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| Hej!
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| She is walking down the street
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| picking daisies with her feet
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| Wearing no shoes,
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| taking her time
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| she always walks slowly
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| No one knows her real face,
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| Because she is changing every day
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| What will I say when she comes my way?
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| She will one day, surely…
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| Aubrey, that’s what I call you now
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| and you don’t know me
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| I hope we’ll meet somehow
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| and I’ll get to know you more
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| I don’t wanna go to war, Aubrey!
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| Aubrey, that’s what I call you now
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| and you don’t know me
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| I hope we’ll meet somehow
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| and I’ll get to know you more
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| I don’t wanna go to war, Aubrey!
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| Let’s go! |