| Lena Philipsson
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| In a big city jungle
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| Of concrete and steel
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| With no meaning, with no goal
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| We two exist
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| But when the night wakes up
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| A last hope is lit again
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| (Strimell: A last hope is lit again)
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| And the fire I missed
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| It starts to burn again
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| Philipsson, Santiago & Strimmel
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| When we will dance in the neon light
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| On our journey through the night
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| We will travel in a symphony
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| Towards the dawn
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| And we will dance in the neon light
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| Away from cry, away from laughter
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| We’ll be captured by a melody
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| In the dusk
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| Zandro Santiago
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| When it becomes morning
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| An ordinary day
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| Lena Philipsson
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| You are no longer here
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| It’s only me
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| But when the night wakes up
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| A last hope is lit again
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| (Strimell: A last hope is lit again)
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| And the fire I missed
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| It starts to burn again
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| Philipsson, Santiago & Strimmel
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| When we will dance in the neon light
|
| On our journey through the night
|
| We will travel in a symphony
|
| Towards the dawn
|
| When we will dance in the neon light
|
| When we will dance in the neon light
|
| On our journey through the night
|
| We will travel in a symphony
|
| Towards the dawn
|
| And we will dance in the neon light
|
| Away from cry, away from laughter
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| We’ll be captured by a melody
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| In the dusk
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| Lena Philipsson
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| Yeah |