| My shoe lace is tied to yours
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| Connects me to your endless shore
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| Sea of me drinks your land
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| My heart beats your rhythm
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| I am in your hand
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| Counting your moles
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| No need to look for goals
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| As my destination is you
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| And reading your life review
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| I remember running around in the greenest grass
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| Chasing each other laughing in a late summer light
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| With every step I had the feeling that life had just begun
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| Life had just begun
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| The palace with the white walls
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| With the shades of daylight
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| Where I was a burglar of my own happiness
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| Where I felt like an oversized party-dress
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| Oh you know that raising my voice
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| Wouldn’t be my choice
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| My words won’t beat you up, no They’ll only describe the whipped cream on top
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| I remember running around in the greenest grass
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| Chasing each other laughing in a late summer light
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| With every step I had the feeling that life had just begun
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| Life had just begun
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| Life had just begun
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| Life had just begun… (begun)
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| I remember running around in the greenest grass
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| Chasing each other laughing in a late summer light
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| With every step I had the feeling that life had just begun
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| Life had just begun
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| Life had just begun
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| Life had just begun… |