| I speak from some sort of protection of learning
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| Even tho' I make it up as I go on
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| A special trait is that I’ve tried
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| To reach all feelings
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| So I speak a new language of love
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| Some say that it is written in the circle
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| Others that it is written in the sun
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| But I protect myself by seeing this experience
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| As a metaphor for moving on
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| Sometimes I check myself
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| To start to believe in
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| The horoscopes you read everyday
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| They’re telling me somethings
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| I really ought to know
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| But then again I like to
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| Then again I learn to
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| Then again I’m running away
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| Vision is coming so fast I can’t stop myself
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| Vision forgets who is real
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| On the city streets, people get lost
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| Just waiting for history
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| Pushing the real world away
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| Taking a chance only once in your life
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| Only weakness can stop you from hearing
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| New languages
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| Translate each word
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| As they bring you creation
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| Your voice is the perfect key
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| Is there something that
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| I’m supposed to see
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| Is there something that I’m
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| Supposed to feel
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| I’m with you
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| And I can’t help but want to know
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| (Talk to me)
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| Is there something that I’m supposed to teach
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| (Speak to me)
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| Is there something that I’m supposed to find
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| As I reach to the healing in each spoken word
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| For some strange reason time just cannot wait a minute
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| I’m chasing every second before I let go
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| Yesterday my history
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| Dreams are still a mystery
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| This living is a gift I should know
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| Lay it down and let me live the new language
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| Let me learn at every twist every turn
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| Lay it down and let me love the further future
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| Let me know I’m running
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| Let me know I’m learning
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| Let me know I’m moving on
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| Vision is racing so fast I can’t stop myself
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| Chasing the reason
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| For all kinds of wondering
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| People embracing these feelings of limbo
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| Just waiting for some kind of truth
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| Taking a chance as it comes only once
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| Only strength can do justice
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| With words of new languages
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| Translate creation
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| To bring you salvation
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| Your voice is the perfect key
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| (Talk to me)
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| Is there something that
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| I’m supposed to see
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| (Speak to me)
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| Is there something that I’m
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| Supposed to feel
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| I’m with you
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| And I can’t help but want to know
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| (New languages)
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| (Talk to me)
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| Is there something that
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| I’m supposed to teach
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| (Speak to me)
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| Is there something that I’m supposed to find
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| As I reach to the healing of each spoken word (new languages)
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| Taking a chance as it comes only once
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| Only strength can do justice
|
| With words of new languages
|
| Translate creation
|
| To bring you salvation
|
| Your voice is the perfect key
|
| (Talk to me)
|
| Is there something that
|
| I’m supposed to see
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| (Speak to me)
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| Is it something that I’m
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| Supposed to feel
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| I’m with you
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| And I can’t help but want to know
|
| (New languages)
|
| (Talk to me)
|
| Is there something that
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| I’m supposed to teach
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| (Speak to me)
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| Is there something that I’m supposed to find
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| As I reach to the healing of each spoken word (new languages)
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| Is it something that I’m supposed to find
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| As I reach to the healing of each spoken word (new languages) |