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Come on dance with me |
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on the bare floor that needs sweeping |
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maybe then we'll start believing we're in love |
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Come on feel the cold |
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in the endless sounds of winter |
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that low and dark hum and clatter |
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of our makeshift stairway |
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When all you feel is love |
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and the strings on my heart tug |
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let me fall around your neck |
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And you can tell me I'm wrong |
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You can tell me I'm too late |
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What about the letter, and the wine, and the flowers on the barefoot waltz? |
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it's time to come out and dance |
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When we realize |
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it's all about the love and the faith and the flowers on the barefoot waltz |
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Come on feel the pain |
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Ohhh yeah dancing in the street |
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and the snow beneath our feet drifting away |
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So so so when all you feel is love |
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and the streets on my heart tug |
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let me fall around your neck |
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And tell me I'm wrong |
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yeah tell me I'm too late |
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What about the letter and the wine and the flowers on the barefoot waltz? |
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It's time to come out and dance |
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when will we realize |
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it's all about the love and the faith and the flower on the barefoot waltz |
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tell me I"m wrong |
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oh tell me I'm too late |
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What about the letter and the wine and the flower on the barefoot waltz |
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It's time to come out and dance |
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when will we realize |
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it's all about the love and the faith and the flowers on the barefoot waltz |
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it's all about the love and the faith and the flowers on the barefoot waltz |
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So follow me slow |
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and softly |
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we're gonna sing along |
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and hold me |
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while we wait |
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for answers it's not too late |
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for love |
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follow me slow |
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and softly |
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we're gonna sing along |
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and hold me |
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while we wait |
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for answers |
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it's not too late |
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for love |
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yeah follow me slow |
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and softly |
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we're gonna sing along |
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and hold me |
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while we wait |
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oh for answers |
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it's not too late |
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for love |
