| Is there world more lonely than ours
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| Out there beyond the stars
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| Is there another me
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| Looking back across the sea
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| I wonder if he knows
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| I wonder if he cares
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| I wonder if he ever wonders
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| I wonder if he asks
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| I’m just a blind spot in his eye
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| I’m just a reflection of the light
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| If what the folk class says it’s true
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| If there’s a face above the blue
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| Hiding in the…
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| Looking down at me and you
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| I wonder if he knows
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| If there’s a secret door
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| A place where I can lay to rest
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| But I got lost in Austin…
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| I’m just a blind spot in his eye
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| I’m just a reflection of the light
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| REF:
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| Take me to the edge
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| I’m not scared
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| And if we fall off
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| It doesn’t matter
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| We’ll do it all again
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| Take me to the edge
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| I’m not scared
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| I want to feel the cold wind in my hair
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| And if we fall off
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| It doesn’t matter
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| We’ll do it all again
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| Is there an octave
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| We’ve not found
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| Way up above the sound
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| Station on my radio
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| Frequency that we don’t know
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| Still hanging over me
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| … is too late
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| To take me up to heaven’s gate
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| I’m just a blind spot in his eye
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| I’m just a reflection of the light
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| REF:
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| Take me to the edge
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| I’m not scared
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| And if we fall off
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| It doesn’t matter
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| We’ll do it all again
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| Take me to the edge
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| I’m not scared
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| I want to feel the cold wind in my hair
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| And if we fall off
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| It doesn’t matter
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| We’ll do it all again
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| Whoooah, whoooah (repeated a bunch of times) |