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I'm making believe that you're in my arms |
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Though I know you're so far away |
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Making believe I'm talking to you |
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Wish you could hear what I say |
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And here in the gloom of my lonely room |
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We're dancing like we used to do |
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Making believe is just another way of dreaming |
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So till my dreams come true |
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I'll whisper "Good night" |
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Turn out the light and kiss my pillow |
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Making believe it's you |
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I'm making believe that you're in my arms |
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Though I know you're so far away |
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Making believe I'm talking to you |
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Wish you could hear what I say |
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And here in the gloom of my lonely room |
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We're dancing like we used to do |
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Making believe is just another way of dreaming |
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So till my dreams come true |
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I'll whisper "Good night" |
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Turn out the light and kiss my pillow |
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Making believe it's you |
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And here in the gloom of my lonely room |
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We're dancing like we used to do |
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Making believe is just another way of dreaming |
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So till my dreams come true |
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I'll whisper "Good night" |
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Turn out the light and kiss my pillow |
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Making believe it's you |
