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To Fly (In the blue painted blue)
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In the blue painted blue, happy of being up there
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In the blue painted blue, happy of being up there
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I think a dream like that will never return
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I painted the hands and the face blue
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then suddenly I was abducted by the wind
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and I started to fly in the infinite sky
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To fly, oh oh
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To sing, oh oh oh
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In the blue painted blue, happy of being up there
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And I flew, I flew happy, higher than the sun and higher again
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while the world slowly disappeared far away down there
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a sweet music played only for me
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To fly, oh oh
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To sing, oh oh oh
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In the blue painted blue, happy of being up there
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In the blue of your blue eyes, happy of being down there
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And I keep on flying happy, higher than the sun and higher again
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while the world slowly disappears in your blue eyes
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your voice is a sweet music playing only for me
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To fly, oh oh
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To sing, oh oh oh
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In the blue painted blue, happy of being up there
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In the blue of your blue eyes, happy of being down there
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In the blue of your blue eyes, happy of being down there
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In the blue of your blue eyes, happy of being down there
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with you
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Volare (Nel Blu Dipinito Di Blu)
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| David Bowie |
