| I went down to the station
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| To catch a train and get away
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| I was looking for a mailbox
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| To get freedom this letter of mine
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| Uu, i don’t know, what it feels like to walk on your time
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| I don’t know how it feels like to make you mine
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| I’ve been away from your life, 'cause your on my mind
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| And my baby, you would have been my paradise (paradise) (paradise)
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| Now i’m going for a new direction
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| I’m flyin' low on this ferrow
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| The best of mine, it was such a rack
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| So i gotta try to fade away
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| Uu, i did know the things,
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| That was almost mine
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| 'cause i never knew secret’s that you would hide
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| I don’t know what’s a head for me to find
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| But my baby, it will be hell instead of paradise (paradise) (paradise)
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| So when you read these desperate lines
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| Try to see things with my eyes
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| You can feel
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| These desperate lines touching you
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| (oh yeah)
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| So when you read these desperate lines
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| Try to see things with my eyes
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| You can feel
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| These desperate lines touching you
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| (oh yeah)
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| When i look out thourgh the window
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| I can see the heels passing me by
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| Faraway i can see your eyes
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| But they are turning away from me
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| It’s better o' baby
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| Kiss me goodbye, i wish you have proceeded before my flight but i was afraid
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| you make me cry,
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| so my baby it’s goodbye for the paradise (paradise) (paradise)
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| So when you read these desperate lines
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| Try to see things with my eyes
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| You can feel
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| These desperate lines touching you
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| So when you read these desperate lines
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| Try to see things with my eyes
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| You can feel
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| These desperate lines touching you |