| What do you think I feel when I, when I, take it with you?
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| What do you think I see when I, when I, take it with you?
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| Somewhere else, somewhere, somewhere else
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| Somewhere else, somewhere, somewhere else
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| What do you think I feel when I, when I’m kissing you?
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| Somewhere else, somewhere, somewhere else
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| Somewhere else, somewhere, somewhere else
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| We’re walking in the streets — or what’s left of them
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| I take your hand, and the city is slowly vanishing
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| There’s no crowd anymore, no cars, no signals
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| But in the middle of the road, a purple and mellow shape is floating
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| The shape of our mutual dream
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| Stay calm, hold me tight, give it a chance to take us away
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| We will live, we will dream on the shadow of our world
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| We will live, we will dream on the shadow of our world
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| We will live, we will dream on the shadow of our world |