She calls as she wakes up
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in a motel
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somewhere someplace
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I don't know
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She sighs, she moans
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about the changing colours
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in her mind
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Like falling in a picture
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of black and white
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tremblin', searchin', burnin'
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on the trampoline tonight
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She calls my name
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She calls as she fades
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in the daylight
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going underground
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she slips and she slides
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into a mellow tone
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without a sound?
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And I'm waiting in her picture
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of black and white
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Tremblin', searchin', burnin'
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on the trampoline tonight
|
She calls my name
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Hello hello now
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hello my friend, I just ?
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hello hello now
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hello my friend
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I just wanted to hear you
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to feel that you're near me
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so stay for the love of this flame
|
she calls my name
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Hello hello now
|
hello my friend,
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I just wanted to hear you
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to feel that you're near me
|
so stay for the love of this flame
|
She calls my name?
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She calls as she wakes up
|
in a motel
|
somewhere someplace
|
I don't know
|
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Trampoline
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| Andreas Johnson |
