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My romance, doesn't need to have a moon in the sky |
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My romance, doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by |
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No month of May, no twinkling stars |
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No hideaway, no soft guitar |
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My romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain |
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Or a dance to a constantly surprising refrain |
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All at once I can make my most fantastic dreams come true |
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My romance, doesn't need a thing but you |
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My romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain |
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Or a dance to a constantly surprising refrain |
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And wide awake, I can make my most fantastic dreams come true |
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My romance, doesn't need a thing but you, but you |
