If I could wave my magic wand...
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I am made from the dust of the stars
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And the oceans flow in my veins
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Here I hide in the heart of the city
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Like a stranger coming out of the rain
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The evening plane rises up from the runway
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Over constellations of light
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I look down into a million houses
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And wonder what you're doing tonight
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If I could wave my magic wand
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I'd make everything all right
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I'm not one to believe in magic
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But I sometimes have a second sight
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I'm not one with a sense of proportion
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When my heart still changes overnight
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I had a dream of a winter garden
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A midnight rendezvous
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Silver, blue and frozen silence
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What a fool I was for you
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I had a dream of the open water
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I was swimming away out to sea
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So deep I could never touch bottom
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What a fool I used to be
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If I could wave my magic wand
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I'd set everybody free
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I'm not one to believe in magic
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Though my memory has a second sight
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I'm not one to go pointing my finger
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When I radiate more heat than light
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Don't ask me
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I'm just improvising
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My illusion of careless flight
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Can't you see
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My temperature's rising
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I radiate more heat than light
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Don't ask me
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I'm just sympathizing
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My illusions a harmless flight
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Can't you see
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My temperature's rising
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I radiate more heat than light
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Presto
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