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All is quiet on New Year's Day |
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A world in white gets underway |
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I want to be with you |
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Be with you night and day |
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Nothing changes on New Year's Day |
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On New Year's Day |
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I will be with you again |
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I will be with you again |
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Under a blood red sky |
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A crowd has gathered in black and white |
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Arms entwined, the chosen few |
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The newspapers says, says |
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Say it's true it's true... |
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And we can break through |
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Though torn in two |
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We can be one |
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I...I will begin again |
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I...I will begin again |
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Oh... |
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Maybe the time is right |
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Oh...maybe tonight... |
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I will be with you again |
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I will be with you again |
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And so we're told this is the golden age |
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And gold is the reason for the wars we wage |
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Though I want to be with you |
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Be with you night and day |
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Nothing changes |
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On New Year's Day |