| It was better to start with something
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| Together we play
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| But then we both left off with something
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| The right way
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| The wrong way, the right way
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| Yeah!
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| And when the sunset’s lost its wonder
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| Together, we’ve paid
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| With broken hearts and eyes of thunder
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| But no rain
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| The wrong pain, yeah
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| True wasted love sustained in doubt
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| Pretend we turn the key
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| I’m five light years from you calling my name
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| Table games have come with a price
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| Where it takes us, God and the dealer wise
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| It makes love fools of us
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| But oh shame, you are the wrong game (yeah)
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| True tastes of love, but laced with doubt
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| So elementary
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| I’m five light years from you calling my name
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| Goodbye my love, if I don’t see you again
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| I’m five light years from you calling my name
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| Zero G, and I feel fine. |
| Capsule is turning around
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| Roger Roll … Atlantis
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| Houston now controlling the flight of Atlantis
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| Space shuttle spread its wings one final time for the start of sentimental
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| journey into history
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| Zero G, and I feel fine. |
| Capsule is turning around
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| All spades, three cards
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| Free-ways, four hearts
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| And all we played was war
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| Yet it came along, the wrong way
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| Yes it was the long way
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| If grace and love sustain throughout
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| We tend to hold those keys
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| Goodbye my love, if I don’t see you again
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| I’m five light years from you calling my name, yeah
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| Goodbye my love, if I don’t see you again
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| Goodbye my love, if I don’t see you again
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| I’m five light years from you calling my name
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| Oh-Whoa-Oh |