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I feel good |
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It's a fine day |
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The way the sun hits off the runway |
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A cloud shifts |
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The plane lifts |
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She moves on |
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But feel the bite |
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Whenever you believe that |
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You'll be lost and love will find you |
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When the road bends |
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And the song ends |
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She moves on |
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I know the reason I |
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Feel so blessed |
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My heart still splashes |
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Inside my chest, but she |
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She is like a top |
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She cannot stop |
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She moves on |
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A sympathetic stranger |
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Lights a candle in the middle of the night |
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Her voice cracks |
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She jumps back |
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But she moves on |
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She says ''Ooh my storybook lover |
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You have underestimated my power |
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As you shortly will discover'' |
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The I fall to my knees |
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Shake a rattle at the skies |
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I'm afraid that I'll be taken |
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Abandoned, forsaken |
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In her cold coffee eyes |
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She can't sleep now |
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The moon is red |
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She fights a fever |
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She burns in bed |
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She needs to talk so |
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We take a walk |
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Down in the maroon light |
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She says ''Maybe these emotions are |
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As near to love as love will ever be'' |
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So I agree |
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Then the moon breaks |
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She takes the corner that's all she takes |
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She moves on |
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She says ''Ooh my storybook lover |
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You have underestimated my power |
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As you shortly will discover'' |
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Then I fall to my knees |
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I grow weak, I go slack |
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As if she captured the breath of my |
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voice in a bottle |
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And I can't catch it back |
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But I feel good |
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It's a fine day |
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The way the sun hits off the runway |
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A cloud shifts |
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The plane lifts |
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She moves on |
