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There's a rainbow on your red bicycle |
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And I see it in your eyes |
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You wipe your wet nose with your icicle sleeves |
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And you fold it twice |
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Your eyes : In the middle of the road |
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Your eyes : It's the same as always |
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You see they're drowning now |
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You see they've gone cold |
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You see they're drowning now |
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You see they hold enough dew |
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You fall from a stone and I kiss red lips |
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And I follow you home |
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You wipe tears away with your icicle sleeves |
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And you said goodbye |
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Your eyes : They're closing in the night |
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Your eyes : It's the same story |
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You see they're drowning now |
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You see they've gone cold |
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You see they're drowning now |
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You see they hold enough dew |
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I wonder if you are the same without me |
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I wonder if you are the same |
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You said they're all drowning now |
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You said I'll shout it out |
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You said I'll change their view |
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You said I'll shout it out |
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You said I'll change their view |
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You said I'll change their view |
