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the inside. Pretty's on the inside. Pretty's on the inside. Pretty's on the inside. Cuz mama she said to me. Don't live in jealousy. And mama she said to me. You'll see it eventually. The pretty's on
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paints to match the colors of my love. Hello, Hello, it's me Picasso. I will spray my words of my love. With your name on every wall. When you leave my colors fade to gray. Or all my colors fade away
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When the darkness finds the night. My heart still beats for you. In your eyes I see the lie. What can I do, I'll try my best to walk away. So I don't have to feel the pain. It goes on and on, on
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the use?. . Mountains of wealth, I refuse. . To be somebody's slave for a dime. . I've got plenty of mountains. . I'm lookin' to find, spending my time. . . . Lying around, here on the
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and May. You're New York on a silvery day. A Swiss Alp as the sun grows fainter. You're Loch Lomond when autumn is the painter You're moonlight on a night in Capri. And Cape Cod looking out at the
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face. And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind. But not to where I cannot see you moving on the back roads. By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind The shadows freak in the autumn winds. That
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mountains floating by Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep. Rousing up a mighty monster from his sleep Were walking in the air. Were Dancing in the midnight sky. And everyone who sees us greets us as we
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. Taken by surprise. Nobody down below believes their eyes. . We're surfing in the air. We're swimming in the frozen sky. We're drifting over icy mountains floating by. . Suddenly swooping low on an
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ago. Sunbeams everywhere. Go back ten years ago. Sunbeams fill the air Harvest moon be nimble. Apples bob and tremble. Fish pond streaks love kind. Found the child I have to find Apples shine
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? The Wheels on the Bus! Good idea! Let's sing! The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. Now trainers on the bus go round and round all through the town. The waitress
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WALKING ON SUNSHINE . ( KATRINA & THE WAVES ) . I used to think maybe you loved me . Now baby I'm sure . And I just can't wait 'till the day . When you knock on my door . Now every time I go for the
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WALKING ON SUNSHINE . ( KATRINA & THE WAVES ) . I used to think maybe you loved me . Now baby I'm sure . And I just can't wait 'till the day . When you knock on my door . Now every time I go for the
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I see your face in the sun by a streetlight. By the colors that glow in my eyes. And I see them burning bright. And I know where I'm supposed to be Counting on me, you're counting on me You've got
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. We’re surfing in the air. We’re swimming in the frozen sky. We’re drifting over icy mountains floating by. Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep. Rousing up a mighty monster from his sleep. We’re walking
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the beautiful colors. Baby, no scars could define me. But hey hey it tells of a story. The world is a mystery. So hold on and fly with mе. Into the night, the night
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the tears of God keep the mountains green Roll back the covers and raise the shades. We don't want to miss out on the best part of the day. You're my best friend you shared my crazy ways. Now we
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Two young hearts will meet in the middle, . And a light will flicker on, where there once was none. Where does love come from?. The bodies in the firmament are spinning like a plate; . I was lost
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Two young hearts will meet in the middle, . And a light will flicker on, where there once was none. Where does love come from?. The bodies in the firmament are spinning like a plate; . I was lost
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Two young hearts will meet in the middle, . And a light will flicker on, where there once was none. Where does love come from?. The bodies in the firmament are spinning like a plate; . I was lost
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Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?. Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first knighting. Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel. Theyre making me feel
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in the breeze. The dogwood I'll always remember my Lord died upon one of these. The sunset in it's golden splendor such colors no artist can do. I know when I look on it's beauty each page in the
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the light. And I'll be waiting in the shadow of the sun. Finding treasure that's been on demise. Buildings mountains in disguise. Now we're keeping secrets. Til I'm in the ground. I'm in the shadow of
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Autumn in New York. Why does it seem so inviting?. Autumn in New York. It spells the thrill of first-nighting Glimmering crowds. And shimmering clouds. In canyons of steel. They're making me
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the map of the world. Just a spot on the map of the world?. When I imagine the whole universe. Oh, where do I fit in? The wind comes through singin' the blues. But where do I fit in?. The Autumn
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mountains. Rise above the golden horizon. Far away beyond the gates of space and time. Through the wastelands forever and on Still we fight on for our freedom. The cry of the fallen souls bleeding
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my veins will end your world. To the season of the flames you must pray and learn. Change all the things that you've ever seen. Change all vision, kill all endings Gotta wait on the Samhain of my
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marriage (Marriage). I don't want marriage (Hey). Pre-Coro The Weeknd. I'd rather go half on a baby. 'Cause at least I know that it's not temporary (Temporary). And at least we'll share something that's real
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fried my brain-sac for the pain I felt today. So I go out and come in again, so I go out and come in again. So I go out and come in again, see if I can get clean. . Come on, split my head wide open
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I hear your voice on the wind. And I hear you call out my name 'Listen my child', you say to me. 'I am the voice of your history. Be not afraid, come follow me. Answer my call and I'll set you
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be here for a while. All the mountains and the rivers. and the valleys can't compare. to your blue lit dancin' eyes. and yellow shining hair. I could never hit the open road. and leave you layin' there
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a carnival balloon. Like a carousel thatâ€TMs turning. Running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes of it's face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling
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. . I've wandered all over your green growing land. Where ever your crops are I've lent you my hands. On the edge of your cities, you'll see me and then. I come with the dust and I'm gone with the wind
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be Ever just the same Ever a surprise Ever as before And ever just as sure The sun will rise Ever just the same And ever a surprise Ever as before And ever just as sure As the sun will rise Tell as old
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verde claro. Y de un carmнn encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido. Que busca en el monte amparo. . The words mean "I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees. And before dying, I want to
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verde claro. Y de un carmнn encendido. Mi verso es un ciervo herido. Que busca en el monte amparo. . The words mean "I am a truthful man from the land of the palm trees. And before dying, I want to
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haze of the sun,. There were children crying. And colors flying. All around the chosen ones. All in a dream, all in a dream. The loading had begun. They were flying Mother Nature's. Silver seed to
