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Oh, the towering feeling |
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Just to know somehow you are near |
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I have often walked on this street before |
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But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before |
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All at once am I several stories high |
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Knowing I'm on the street where you live |
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Are there lilac trees in the heart of town |
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Can you hear a lark in any other part of town |
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Does enchantment pour out of every door |
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No, it's just on the street where you live |
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For oh, the towering feeling |
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Just to know somehow you are near |
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The overpowering feeling |
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That any second you may suddenly appear |
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People stop and stare, they don't bother me |
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For there's nowhere else on earth |
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That I would rather be |
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Let the time go by, I won't care if I |
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Can be here on the street where you live |