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Let's not be the ones outside |
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Looking at the world go by saw you standing all alone |
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Wasted time has gone for good |
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Play no more, its understood |
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Come to the twilight zone, let me feel your secret hand |
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Like a feather on the sand. Only made of gold |
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You can make me feel a king |
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And surrender everything. A fire can't control |
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Hold me in your arms again |
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Strangers down a lonely lane |
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We can still survive, driftwood on the stream of life |
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Hold me in your arms again |
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Let me touch your velvet skin |
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No more lonely nights on the way of no return |
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Play me the bolero |
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See your mystery in your eyes |
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And the emotion in your lies |
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I feel the magic in your touch |
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'Cause the voiting is too much |
