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This is land very far from you |
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I never can touch your face |
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This is the land far from happy |
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So am I, no matter where I go |
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Pretty landscape, fresh coffee |
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Quiet life I longed for is my enemy now |
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"What's wrong with you, babe?" |
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Ask an old goat |
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I forgot everything even a bitter smile |
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In a dream, darling |
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You stroke my arms and say |
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"It's O.K. It's O.K." |
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But I knew it doesn't last so long |
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So I try to dream of you every night |
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And I try to hold you every time |
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This is the land very far from you |
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I never can hear your voice |
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This is the land far from success |
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So am I, no matter how you bet |
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Perfect starry sky, grand piano |
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Quiet life I longed for is my enemy now |
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Birds started for you |
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Left me here |
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I forgot everything even your way of waving |
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In a dream, darling |
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You stroke my arms and say |
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"It's O.K. It's O.K." |
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In a dream, darling |
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You stroke my hair and say |
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"It's O.K. It's O.K." |
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But I knew it doesn't last so long |
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So I try to dream of you every night |
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And I try to hold you every time |
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Quiet life |
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Quiet life |
