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Was that a shooting star I saw? |
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It's rare for me to make a wish at all |
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Because I feel that I can only hope |
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These dangerous times, we are barely afloat |
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Now I hope the world will heal itself |
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Our worn out souls along with it |
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So that you'll get the chance to say |
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That you have seen a better day |
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You've got the moon on your pyjamas |
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And the stars in your eyes |
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Sweet child you're a dream in disguise |
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Angels on silver strings hang from above |
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Let love and laughter shine wherever you go |
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For your new eyes I've come to see |
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How beautiful my life can be |
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And I'll keep this wish this time I think |
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And blow it in with a kiss upon your head |
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And I hope the world will heal itself |
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And our worn out souls along with it |
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So that you will get the chance to see |
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A summers blue sky behind green trees |
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Oh you've got the moon on your pyjamas |
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And the stars in your eyes |
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Sweet child you're a dream in disguise |
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Angels on silver strings hang from above |
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Let love and laughter shine wherever you go |
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Got the moon on your pyjamas and the stars in your eyes |
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Oh sweet child you're a dream in disguise |
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Got the moon on your pyjamas and the stars in your eyes |
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Got the moon on your pyjamas and the stars in your eyes |
