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| 3:27 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:08 | 
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Where do I begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love he brings to me Where do I start? Where do I begin? To tell the story of how great a love can be The sweet love story that is older than the sea The simple truth about the love he brings to me Where do I start? Like a summer rain That cools the pavement with a patent leather shine He came into my life and made the living fine And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine He fills my heart He fills my heart with very special things With angels' songs, with wild imaginings He fills my soul with so much love That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely With him along, who could be lonely I reach for his hand, it's always there How long does it last? Can love be measured by the hours in a day? I have no answers now, but this much I can say I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away And he'll be there He fills my heart with very special things With angels' songs, with wild imaginings He fills my soul with so much love That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely With him along, who could be lonely I reach for his hand, it's always there How long does it last? Can love be measured by the hours in a day? I have no answers now, but this much I can say I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away And he'll be there |
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| 3. |
| 4:05 |
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| 4. |
| 4:17 |
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| 5. |
| 5:39 |
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| 6. |
| 4:48 |
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| 7. |
| 7:31 |
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| 8. |
| 5:52 |
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| 9. |
| 4:55 |
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| 10. |
| 6:29 |
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| 11. |
| 5:47 |
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| 12. |
| 3:54 |
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| 13. |
| 6:29 |
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| 14. |
| 4:34 |
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We don't exist
We are nothing but shadow and mist In the mirror we look as we pass No reflection's revealed in the glass Don't you know that the blood in your vein is as lifeless as yesterday's rain? It's a game where we come to conceal the confusion we feel But as long as we're nameless our bodies are blameless You cried when we kissedIt was nothing but shadow and mist Two illusions who touch in a trancemaking love not by choice but by chance To a theme that we tore from the past to a tango we swore was the last We are shadows who dance We don't exist We are nothing but shadow and mist In the mirror we look as we pass No reflection's revealed in the glass Don't you know that the blood in your veinis as lifeless as yesterday's rain? It's a game where we come to conceal the confusion we feel But as long as we're nameless our bodies are blameless You cried when we kissedIt was nothing but shadow and mist Two illusions who touch in a trancemaking love not by choice but by chance To a theme that we tore from the past to a tango we swore was the last We are shadows who dance We are shadows who dance |
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| 15. |
| 4:08 |
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