| On the opposite side of the sea
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| The opposite side of the day
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| The colors are brighter and glee
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| The people unusually gray
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| On the opposite side of the sun
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| The ground is too hot to stand on
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| Too hot to stand on so they run
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| On the opposite side of the waves
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| The edge of a town to be saved
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| And quiet by night it’ll keep
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| For those who still dream there’s no sleep
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| On the opposite side of the sea you’ll find her
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| But the waves will pull you under
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| On the opposite side of the sea you’ll find her
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| But the waves will pull you under
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| On the opposite side of the wind
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| A woman is wearing it thin
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| The opposite side of her skin
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| On the opposite side of the blue
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| Some people are waving at you
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| They say it is love that they’ve got
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| You’re almost convinced but you’re not
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| On the opposite side of the sea you’ll find her
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| But the waves will pull you under
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| On the opposite side of the sea you’ll find her
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| But the waves will pull you under
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| Reach your hand out
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| Someone’ll take it
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| Strip you down and leave you naked
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| That’s what they do to strangers, you see…
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| That’s what they do to strangers, you see…
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| …On the opposite side of the sea |