So I am writing to you and I cannot tell you
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From where and what time it is
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Somewhere in the middle of the sky
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At night, on an airplane
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That here you go and come back quickly
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Even faster than the day
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And I don't know if this is a journey
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Or his return to her ...
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From the dark tonight I talk to you about me I have everything tonight, but everything is not for you Do as it once was
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What you said to me: "Laura,
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There is a good that does not change in the world
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Of those who hear you and listen to you
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And in less than a second
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He understands what you are feeling "
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There is a pact with my memory
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Sleep and air pockets
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Light thoughts on high «a On this trajectory
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So I am writing to you that I miss you
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I could have you next to me
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We can have a lot, Mom
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And get lost just as much ...
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There is a small void that asks why
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If all is given to me
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Everything is not your thing. Do as if it were tomorrow
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That you repeat to me: "Laura,
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There is a good that does not vary in the world
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Of those who cross borders
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And in less than a second
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He understands what you're feeling "if ...
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If they are silent cries or secret tears then
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So I am writing to you
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I could tell you
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Of a thousand strong hugs
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Now
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I'll be there soon…
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I'll be there soon…
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And make it like it was tomorrow
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That you repeat to me again:
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«There is a good that does not vary in the world
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Of those who cross borders
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And in less than a second
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He understands what you are feeling "
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So I am writing to you and I cannot tell you
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Where and what time is it ...
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Somewhere, in the middle of the sky
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I arrive |