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Behind the door of every house, |
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In every street, in every town |
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A story is unfolding |
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A story is unfolding of love and hate |
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The most of us wait of hopes and fears |
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Of smiles and tears of dreams |
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That lies a moldering |
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Behind the door of every house, |
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In every street, in every town |
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The stage is set for playing |
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The stage is set for playing |
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And I call crime and punch your mime |
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Sweet romance, a rich will dance |
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Characters are playing |
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Behind the door of every house, |
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In every street, in every town |
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The people are a waiting |
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The people are a waiting |
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To bare and die, the years go by |
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The wedding spree the cruelty |
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And still they go on mating |
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And to the one the only one |
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Remember when the need of man |
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Is greater again |
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The prayers take off ascending |
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All filled of love to the one above |
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Asking for asking for asking for asking for |
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A happy ending a happy ending a happy ending |
