| Is there anybody out there?
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| I’m flyin', headin' nowhere
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| Two hundred miles above you
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| I really needed this new world view
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| And I’m a long, long way from Redondo
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| But I can turn around if you want to
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| And I can rock your world, baby, pronto
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| If you say you’ll be there when I come through
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| And now I’m free fallin' for you
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| So give me something to hold on to
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| Yeah, I’m free fallin' for you
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| So give me something to hold on to
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| I wonder if we make it
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| Or burn up like paper
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| Hailed and celebrated
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| I’m simply happy that you waited
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| It’s still a long, long way from Redondo
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| Kill time, stargaze in the front row
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| Elton John on my playlist with Flako
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| Keeps me calm everyday when it rumbles
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| And now I’m free fallin' for you
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| So give me something to hold on to
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| Yeah, I’m free fallin' for you
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| So give me something to hold on to |