When all the star gazes bloom
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And throw their stars around the room
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I was waiting for the day
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For you to love me
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When all the elements conspire
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With shiny things that catch the eye
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I was waiting for the day
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For you to love me
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Precious precious thing
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You are the thought that makes me sing
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Wanna leave all my possessions
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It's a rare and precious precious thing
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When all the elements conspire
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With shiny things that catch the eye
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I was waiting for the day
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For you to love me
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Precious precious thing
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You are the thought that makes me sing
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Wanna leave all my possessions
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It's a rare and precious precious thing
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And I know all I need
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Is to get on the phone
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Is to get on the phone
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And call you
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Call you
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As clear as rain on a street
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It shines like bright coloured stone
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These things no one can own
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They are for you
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This is for you
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This is for you
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This is for you
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Precious Things
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| Bic Runga |
