| Well here it comes the one you find
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| Sitting here on your own — with nothing on your mind
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| So here it comes — the one you meet
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| Strolling down the avenue with nothing on your feet.
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| So here it comes — one flash of light burning bright through the night.
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| So take your time and make it shine
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| Just this moment of perfection, no reason, no rhyme.
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| Here it is so make it last
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| On your marks, here we go not too quick or too fast
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| I’m speaking to you in the language of flowers
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| Fresh fruit for hours and hours,
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| Down the stairs in the hallway,
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| So much right now, so much things to say.
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| Somewhere down the crazy river
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| Me and you and a dog named blue.
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| So shake my bones my old boots
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| From tiny seeds in the earth grow tiny roots
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| One small step, yeah, one giant leap.
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| Oh planting what you plant carefully, cause what you sow is what you reap.
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| I’m speaking to you in the language of flowers
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| Fresh fruit for hours and hours,
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| Down the stairs in the hallway,
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| Where i would once darken your doorway.
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| So here it comes, one flash of light
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| Burning brightly right through the night.
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| So take your time, we’ll make it mine
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| All of the time. |