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| 2:58 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:39 |
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| 3. |
| 4:52 | 
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Lately I find myself out gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love Lately I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Oh, lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love Lately I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone Feeling like someone I'm feeling like someone in love |
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| 4. |
| 4:19 |
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| 5. |
| 2:53 |
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| 6. |
| 4:49 |
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| 7. |
| 3:13 |
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| 8. |
| 2:26 |
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| 9. |
| 3:48 |
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| 10. |
| 3:36 |
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| 11. |
| 3:58 |
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| 12. |
| 3:27 |
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| 13. |
| 4:42 |
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| 14. |
| 4:26 |
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| 15. |
| 2:45 |
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| 16. |
| 3:33 |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white". I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. May your days may your days may your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white. |
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