| Four and one, two and three
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| The number five’s the one for me
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| When learning’s young and feeling’s free
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| The world so new, your body needs
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| You see the one, she melts the sun
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| Just shut your eyes imagining
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| A quick hello
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| She seems to know the way your body chose to glow
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| When the lights turn on, and the clouds have parted
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| It seems my world is so excited
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| So let the light pour in, feel your body sign
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| One great moment, two lives collide
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| Just to feel the joy, the pain, the love, the strain
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| Deceit and truth, untied, undue
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| She made me feel right, not lost in the night
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| An angel by sight, my sweet number five
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| To walk or run, hop or jump
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| It seems it’s all the same in five
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| Sing or scream, hug or fight
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| She smiles the room is filled with pride
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| A tickled tongue, a laughing from
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| With kicks and bites our bodies one
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| A little kiss, a virgin cheek
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| A rush of joy consuming me
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| When the lights turn on, and the clouds have parted
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| It seems my world is so excited
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| So let the light pour in, feel your body sign
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| One great moment, two lives collide |
| Just to feel the joy, the pain, the love, the strain
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| The seat and true, untied, undue
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| A smile, a frown, your world flipped round
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| It’s then it’s now, it’s pure and found
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| She made me feel right, not lost in the night
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| An angel by sight, my sweet number five
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| I’m losing time
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| Rewind your mind, replay the truth
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| A glass of wine, the movie’s fine
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| The will to change your daily dues
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| Losing time, spinning high
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| The loss of breath burnt out the fuse
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| A brightened day, the best mistake
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| One perfect soul split into two
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| When the lights turn on, and the clouds have parted
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| It seems my world is so excited
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| So let the light pour in, feel your body sign
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| One great moment, two lives collide
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| Just to feel the joy, the pain, the love, the strain
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| The seat and true, untied, undue
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| A smile, a frown, your world flipped round
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| It’s then, it’s now, it’s pure and found
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| Too high or too low, too fast or too slow
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| It’s here and there, it’s when and where
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| We are blind when we see, we’re trapped when we’re free
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| We are lost when were found, facing up looking down |
| She made me feel right, not lost in the night
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| An angel by sight, my sweet number five |