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You came into frame out of nowhere |
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Pulled me through the trees to the river |
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Now I'm living each day like |
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I'm living the last |
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And we could make it upstream if it wasn't so fast |
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Coz you're out of sight, out of nowhere |
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The evidence points to a matter of choice |
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C'mon pick me, pick me, for the flight |
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Out of nowhere tonight, tonight |
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I found more than anything that to give into love was a way to begin, |
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Bowing down to literature |
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I'm living each day like |
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I'm living the last |
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And we could make it upstream if it wasn't so fast |
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Coz you're out of sight, out of nowhere |
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The evidence points to a matter of choice |
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C'mon and pick me, pick me, for the flight |
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Out of Nowhere tonight, tonight, tonight. |
