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in our own pace |
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to a secret place |
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where you know you can feel |
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with a smile on you lips |
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oh you know that it hits |
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becouse it may even kill me |
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without a soft french kiss |
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standing on the threshold of our dream |
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and i wish you could leave me alone |
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on my own |
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i've been around the world |
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and i've seen all the places you can call home |
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now let the yellow street lights walk you |
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don't feel abandoned |
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i'm behind you |
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right behind you |
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constantly wandering, |
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doing something |
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don't know the destination |
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but it's a one that you can count on |
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you catch me where the sides are turning |
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i know i'll have a wall to lean on |
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and you made me believe |
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there was nothing but dream teams |
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and you made me believe |
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there was nothing but street teams for us |
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nothing but sweet dreams |