| Come a little bit closer Hear what I have to say Just like children sleepin' We could dream this night away. |
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| *Title* better keep your head Don't forget what your good book said |
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| Come Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to starte a little bit closer Hear what I have to say Just like children sle |
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| Be on my side, I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide |
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| Trying to remember what my daddy said Before too much time took away his head |
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| There's colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes |
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| I'm an accident I was driving way too fast Couldn't stop though So I let the moment last |
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| I want to live, I want to give I've been a miner for a *Title*. |
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| Don't call pretty Peggy, she can't hear you no more Don't leave no message 'round her back door. |
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| He came dancing across the water With his galleons and guns Looking for the new world In that palace in the sun. |
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| *Title*, *Title* You run the show Remote control |
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| Aurora borealis The icy sky at night Paddles cut the water In a long and hurried flight |
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| There is a town in north Ontario, With dream comfort memory to spare, And in my mind I still need a place to go, All my changes were there. |
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| She used to work in a diner Never saw a woman look finer I used to order just to watch her float across the floor |
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| Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar, Dancing on the light from star to star. |
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| *Title* he flies alone And he rides the wind back to his home Although his wings have turned to stone |
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| I caught you knockin' at my cellar door I love you, baby, can I have some more |
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| You know I lose, you know I win You know I call for the shape I'm in. |
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| Here in the conscious world We place our theories down Why man must bring us to our knees |
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| Mindless drifter on the road Carry such an easy load It's how you look, and how you feel You must have a heart of steel. |
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