| I plant the kind of kiss
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| that wouldn’t wake a baby
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| on the self-same face
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| that wouldn’t let me sleep;
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| and the street is singing with my feet,
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| and the dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.
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| All down to you, dear.
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| Everything has changed.
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| My sorry name
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| has made it to graffiti.
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| I was looking for
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| someone to complete me.
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| Not anymore, dear;
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| everything has changed.
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| When we make the moon our mirror ball
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| the street’s an empty stage;
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| the city sirens — violins.
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| Everything has changed.
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| So lift off love.
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| (down to you, dear)
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| Lift off love.
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| (down to you, dear)
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| We took the town to town last night.
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| We kissed like we invented it!
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| And now I know what every step is for:
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| to lead me to your door.
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| Know that while you sleep,
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| everything has changed.
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| We made the moon our mirror ball.
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| The street’s an empty stage;
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| the city sirens — violins.
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| Everything has changed.
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| Everything has changed.
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| Everything has changed.
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| Down to you, dear/So lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear/ lift off love
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| Down to you, dear… |