| Too low to find my way
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| Too high to wonder why
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| I’ve touched this place before
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| Somewhere in another time
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| Now I can hear the sun
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| The clouds drifting through the blinds
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| A half a million thoughts
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| Are flowing through my mind
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| A satellite recalled your voice
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| Sent me 'round the world again
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| All the night you’ve dreamt away
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| Sent me 'round my heart again
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| One touch upon my lips
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| And all my thoughts are clear
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| I feel your smoky mist
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| Up to the stratosphere
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| Too low to find my way
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| Too high to wonder why
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| I’ve touched this place before
|
| Somewhere in another time
|
| Now I can hear the sun
|
| The clouds drifting through the blinds
|
| A half a million thoughts
|
| Are flowing through my mind
|
| Too low to find my way
|
| Too high to wonder why
|
| I’ve touched this place before
|
| Somewhere in another time
|
| Now I can hear the sun
|
| The clouds drifting through the blinds
|
| A half a million thoughts
|
| Are flowing through my mind
|
| Too low to find my way
|
| Too high to wonder why
|
| I’ve touched this place before
|
| Somewhere in another time
|
| Now I can hear the sun
|
| The clouds drifting through the blinds
|
| A half a million thoughts
|
| Are flowing through my mind |