| Sometimes the most beautiful things
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| The most innocent things
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| And many of those dreams pass us by
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| Keep passing me by
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| You feel good
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| I said it’s funny that you understood
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| I knew you would when you were good
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| You were very, very good
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| So I close my eyes softly
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| Till I become that part of the wind
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| We all long for sometime, yeah
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| And to those that I love like a ghost
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| Through a fog, like a charmed hour
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| And a haunted song and the angel
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| Of my dreams, angel of my dreams
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| You feel good
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| I said it’s funny that you understood
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| I knew you would when you were good
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| You were very, very good
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| So I close my eyes softly
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| Till I become that part of the wind
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| We all long for sometime, yeah
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| And to those that I love like a ghost
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| Through a fog, like a charmed hour
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| And a haunted song and the angel
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| Of my dreams, angel of my dreams
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| You feel good
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| I knew you would |