| The minute before we play
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| I’m pacing, waiting anxiously
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| I can’t wait to hit the stage
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| And say «hello"to jersey
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| And when the last note rings
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| And I’ve sung all i have to sing
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| Every minute I will count
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| Till the next show in the next town
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| What can I say
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| That can explain
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| All this time
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| I’m loving life
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| There’s not a day
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| That I can’t say
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| All this time
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| I’m living out my…
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| The feeling of screaming out
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| The words of the things I think about
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| Hearing them coming back
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| From the crowds mouth is perfect
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| And when the curtains close
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| I’ll realize how fast time could go Thanks for everything
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| You know how much this means
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| What can I say
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| That can explain
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| All this time
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| I’m loving life
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| There’s not a day
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| That I can’t say
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| All this time
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| I’m living out my dream
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| What this is to me
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| Is more than words could mean
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| I guess dreams do come true
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| This song itself is living proof
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| What this means to me Is more than it may seem
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| I guess dreams do come true
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| This song itself is living proof
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| What this is to me
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| Is more than words could mean
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| I guess dreams do come true
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| This song itself is living proof
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| What can I say
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| That can explain
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| All this time
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| I’m loving life
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| There’s not a day
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| That I can’t say
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| All this time
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| I’m singing out
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| A song about
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| A dream that has come true |