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All the time
I'm finding ways to make things
Fall in line
I know
How tricky things can be.
But I really do believe that
You are mine
And all the stars are there
Before us
Listen here
Some things are meant to be
Try to take it slow
Try to loose control
But I'll tell you what the trick is
What you get is what you had
To give away
When I learned I found my eyes
Were opened
Long ago, I had a dream
That quickly faded
Goes to show
How tricky dreams can be
But wouldn't you agree that
Those who know
Will whisper when they see us
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