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Is that the stars in the sky or is it raining far from now? |
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Will it burn me if I touch the sun, |
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So big, so round? |
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Will I be truthful, yeah, |
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In choosing you as the one for me? |
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Is this love baby, |
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Or is it-a just confusion? |
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Oh, my mind is so mixed up, goin' round 'n' round... |
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Must there be all these colors without names, |
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Without sounds? |
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My heart burns with feelin' but |
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Oh! but my mind is cold and reeling. |
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Is this love, baby |
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Or is it confusion? |
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Oh, my head is pounding pounding |
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Going 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round. |
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Must there always be these colors? |
