| The part of love I’m scared of
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| Is the actual taking off
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| I can take a bumpy landing
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| But the start must be soft
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| Soft, soft, soft
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| It must be soft
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Some men need your attention
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| Every minute, every hour
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| Some women need the proof
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| In every chocolate, every flower
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| Are you asking me down your runway?
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| I’m asking you to be watchtower
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| Tower, tower, tower
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| To be watchtower
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| Tower, tower, tower
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Some men just like the journey
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| Don’t care if it’s incomplete
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| Some women like a long trip
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| Some women short 'n' sweet
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| But if we lift each other up
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| Let’s make it 10,000 feet
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| Feet, feet, feet
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| 10,000 feet
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| Feet, feet, feet
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| The reason I’m still down here
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| And I’ve never taken off
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| 'Cause I never had the courage
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| To rummage through love’s loft
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| Loft, loft, loft
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| The highest loft
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| Loft, loft, loft
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| Hey, hey
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| 'Cause when we’re finally up there
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| And the engines have been stopped
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| The landing won’t be fatal
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| If love’s parachute’s been dropped
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| Dropped, dropped, dropped
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| Love’s been dropped
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| Dropped, dropped, dropped |