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I was making my way through the wasteland |
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The road into town passes through |
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I was changing the radio stations |
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With my mind on you |
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Oh your friends call you "Lily Paloma" |
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But that's not the way that you are |
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It's too much of a gentle misnomer |
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For a shooting star |
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But you and me baby |
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I saw you there |
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Straight away |
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I knew There's really no hiding |
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I'll tell you right now |
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What we're gonna do |
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We'll go collecting the days |
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Putting the moments away |
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You're on my mind like a |
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Song on the |
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Radio I remember the first time |
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I saw you |
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Alone in the dark with a drink |
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With a candle flame burning before you |
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And your thoughts closed in |
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You were staring out into the distance |
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Not seeming to hear what |
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I said Why did you put up such resistance |
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Like all the lights are red ' |
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Cause you and me baby |
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I saw you there |
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Straight away |
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I knew There's really no hiding |
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I'll tell you right now |
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What we're gonna do |
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We'll go collecting the days |
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Putting the moments away |
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You're on my mind like a |
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Song on the |
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Radio I don't know what it was that was painful |
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But sometimes it's there in your face |
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There are times when you just look disdainful |
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Of the human race |
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Ah, but then on the wings of emotion |
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We circle each other in flight |
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Till together we roll like the ocean |
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In its bed at night ' |
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Cause you and me baby |
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I saw you there |
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Straight away |
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I knew There's really no hiding |
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I'll tell you right now |
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What we're gonna do |
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We'll go collecting the days |
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Putting the moments away |
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You're on my mind like a |
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Song on the |
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Radio You're on my mind like a |
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Song on the |
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Radio |
