| To treasure gold is fun
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| Brother, drop your bag at once
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| From the air to the people
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| A mass to take you on
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| From the clock to the past
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| A future that I own
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| And to find just one other
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| Seems to be the goal of everyone
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| From the search to the hurt
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| I believed I could take you on
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| We would drink, we would dance
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| And you would watch me whenever you want
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| And can you give me, everything
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| Everything, everything
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| Cos I can’t give you anything
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| And if you wait, if you wait
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| I will trust in time that we will meet again
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| If you wait
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| If letters spell out words, son
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| You chose to put them in order, didn’t you
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| From the meaning, the moment you tried to take me on
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| From the air to the room A bed that I own
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| And can you give me everything,
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| Everything, everything
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| Cos I can’t give you anything
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| And if you wait, if you wait I will trust in time that we will meet again
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| If you wait
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| I will trust in time that we will meet again |