| I have often walked
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| Down this street before
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| But the pavement always stayed
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| Beneath my feet before
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| All at once am I Several stories high
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| Knowing I’m on the street where you live
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| Are there lilac trees
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| In the heart of town?
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| Can you hear a lark
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| In any other part of town?
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| Does enchantment pour
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| Out of every door?
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| No, it’s just on the street where you live
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| And oh, the towering feeling
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| Just to know somehow you are near
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| The overpowering feeling
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| That any second you may suddenly appear
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| People stop and stare
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| They don’t bother me For there’s nowhere else
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| On Earth that I would rather be Let the time go by
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| I won’t care if I Can be here on the street where you live
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| Let the time go by
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| I won’t care if I Can be here on the street where you live |