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Trying to catch christmas eve with a 737 |
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Via st. louis with on a threadbare heart |
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I'm trying hard to believe in ghosts and heaven |
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And wheels that turn with a broken part |
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Stealing kisses over the phone |
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Making wishes ona bottle of cotes du rhone |
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Some of these days are longer than |
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The lonely distance that's between them |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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To jupiter or spain |
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There are 2 seats at the bar |
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For mr and mrs my last name |
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We are simpler than the stars |
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Then are eyes can not contain |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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Trying to build galaxies |
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Out of winks and shivers |
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That you give me when you call my name |
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Trying to write symphonies |
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With a hand that quivers |
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In the storm of your elusive rain |
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Leaving lovers on their own |
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Crawling through burning cities to get back home |
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Some of these days are longer than |
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The lonely distance that's between them |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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To jupiter or spain |
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There are 2 seats at the bar |
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For mr and mrs my last name |
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We are simpler than the stars |
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Then are eyes can not contain |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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Lets be all that will remain |
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Some of these days are longer than |
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The lonely distance that's between them |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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To jupiter or spain |
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There are 2 seats at the bar |
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For mr and mrs my last name |
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We are simpler than the stars |
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Then are eyes can not contain |
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Lets be closer than we are |
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Lets be all that will remain |
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Lets be closer than we are |