| Lost in the valley, she found me
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| She said she lived around me
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| Staying off the 101
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| So automatic, she had me
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| Chasing her through alleys
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| Another dreamer living on the run
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| I got my eyes wide open
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| The walls are closing in
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| Time starts slowing down
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| She pulls my head in closer
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| As we’re falling over
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| Guess we’re in this together, now
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| It’s like I can fly
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| Straight through the night
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| But you always come down
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| From that Hollywood high
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| Something about it, it’s clouded
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| Obsessing over status
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| Blieving you’re the chosn one (oh, one)
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| She dreamt about it and doubted
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| She could ever live without it
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| Flying straight into the sun
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| Now I got my eyes wide open
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| The walls are closing in
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| Time starts slowing down
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| Well, as the days roll over
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| There’s no starting over
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| We’re birds of a feather now
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| It’s like I can fly
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| Straight through the night
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| But you always come down
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| From that Hollywood high
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| It’s like I can fly
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| Straight through the night
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| You know trouble will come
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| When you got stars in your eyes (think you can fly)
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| You think you can fly (think you can fly)
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| Like a bird through the sky (a bird through the sky)
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| But you always come down (always come down)
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| From that Hollywood high (that Hollywood high) |