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When I look at the stars |
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After all those lies |
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Sitting in front of the TV, |
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So when you feel like hope is gone |
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The doors to my heart are always open, it's up to you to find the way to them. |
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He drowns me into happiness with his sweet words. |
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God made rivers, |
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And she waits all night for him to sign on. |
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There are big ships, |
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Don't write me e-mails |