| It was raining when I met you
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| You were soaking wet
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| No time to be impressed
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| I remember so much later on I knew that you were someone
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| I would not forget
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| Everybody’s searching, hungry for the glamour
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| You know too many hearts are in a rush
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| No matter how you try to You can’t explain
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| The places you find love
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| I can’t explain it, but I can feel it All around me The need to find the place
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| Where feeling can be safe
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| It’s not money that buys happiness
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| No, it’s not the shine of silver that puts the heart to rest
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| Everybody’s pushing
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| The clock is always running and
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| No one ever seems to have enough
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| And when you least expect it You come upon the places you find love-love-love
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| Remember in a flash the feeling can hit you
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| After all the times that it missed you
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| Reaching deep inside to find your secret heart, yeah, yeah
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| Look around you notice you’re flying
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| And for once you’re not even trying
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| City lights below you like a million tiny stars, oh yeah
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| It’s a river never stopping
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| Winding in and out
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| But you should never doubt
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| It will lead you
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| To the ocean someday
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| There’s no way to fight it Let it carry you away
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| Everybody’s dreaming waiting for the feeling
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| That moment when they finally rise above
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| But it’s always in the giving
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| That gets you to the places you find love-love
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| Remember in the poorest part of town
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| Where the sun never reaches the ground
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| And seeing’s not believing
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| The feeling stays alive-yeah, yeah
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| Little children laughing and playing
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| 'Cause they haven’t learned to start hating
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| Never giving up-no,
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| 'Cause they still believe in love, sweet love
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| Love, love, love, love, love
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| Remember in a flash the feeling can hit you
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| After all the times that it missed you
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| Reaching deep inside to find your secret heart-yeah, yeah
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| Look around you notice you’re flying
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| And for once you’re not even trying
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| City lights below you
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| Like a million tiny stars
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| In the poorest part of town
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| Where the sun never reaches the ground
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| Seeing’s not believing
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| The feeling stays alive-yeah, yeah
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| Little children laughing and playing
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| 'Cause they haven’t learned to start hating
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| Never giving up-no
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| They still believe in love-sweet love
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| In a flash the feeling can hit you
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| After all the times that it missed you
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| Reaching deep inside to find your secret heart, yeah, yeah
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| Look around you notice you’re flying
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| And for once you’re not even trying
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| City lights below you like a million tiny stars
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| In the poorest part of town
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| Where the sun never reaches the ground
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| And seeing’s not believing
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| The feeling stays alive-year, yeah… |