| You asked me boy 'bout my inspirations
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| You won’t be suprised If I tell ya
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| What I write I comes from my emotions
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| From my fear, my love wide as ocean
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| From your side Your warmth and touching feeling
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| From Your smile, Your absence always killin'
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| From whole life, from all strange situations
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| From my people, from all my education
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| From home, from streets
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| For money, for free
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| From You, from Him
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| From everything
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| From books from God
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| From mummy, from dad
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| And I’m still glad
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| That I can see that
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| From home, from streets
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| For money, for free
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| From You, from Him
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| From everything
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| From books, from God
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| From mummy, from dad
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| And I’m still glad
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| That I can see that
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| They ask me 'bout all my secret feelings
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| Don’t ask 'bout songs and their meanings
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| What If I stop talking let You listen
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| That all I sing comes
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| From home, from streets
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| For money, for free
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| From You, from Him
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| From everything
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| From books from God
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| From mummy, from dad
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| And I’m still glad
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| (That I can see that)
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| From home, from streets
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| For money, for free
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| From You, from Him
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| From everything
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| From books from
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| From mummy, from
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| And I’m still glad
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| You have to know I have to tell ya that
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| I’m gonna change, but real me is what You got
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| My heart is with You, I put trust in You
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| The truth is, that if You say one word
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| That I’ll feel it
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| And I’ll write it
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| And I will sing it
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| But it’s not the same
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| How You feel it
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| And How I write it
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| And how I sing it
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| If the words are goin' wrong
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| And I’ll change them
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| And so my songs won’t be the same
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| And if one day we’ll meet
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| You’ll find Your place, that gives all my face
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| That you make me unforgettable
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| Yes You make me unforgettable
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| Yes You make me unforgettable
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| Unforgettable
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| Yes You make me unforgettable
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| Unforgettabl e
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| Unforgettable
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| Yes You make me unforgettable. |