He takes a breath,
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And she wants to leave
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And he can't wait to,
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Show her things that
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She's never seen before.
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But the weather is cold now
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And she's too wrapped up in things
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That can keep her warm.
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Unlike him,
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He's the one that would heat up
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The winter's air to keep her close.
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Away, Away,
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They'll get away
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They keep on retaking the photographs,
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They will never change.
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The way we kiss goodbye,
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The way we hold our hands,
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The way we walk along,
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The way we have no plans.
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This is something that I like to forget.
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These numbers repeat themselves,
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These phone calls have no destination,
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I'm dialing just anything
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To hear our voice tonight.
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I'm desparate for your attention,
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I'm all ears and I hear nothing.
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Again.
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Now the phone call is over
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And I'm still wrapped up in
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Things I have said before.
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Away, Away,
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They'll get away
|
They keep on retaking the photographs,
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They will never change.
|
The way we kiss goodbye,
|
The way we hold our hands,
|
The way we walk along,
|
The way we have no plans.
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This is something that I like to forget.
|
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Away, away
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Away, away
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Away, away
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Away, away
|
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[Man:] You're not perfect sport,
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And let me save you the suspense,
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This girl you met,
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She isn't perfect for you.
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The question is whether or not
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You're perfect for each other.
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This sudden deal,
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This is what intimacy is all about.
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And you can know everything in the world sport
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But the only way you're gonna find out
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That one is by givin' it a shot.
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Away, Away,
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They'll get away
|
They keep on retaking the photographs,
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They will never change.
|
The way we kiss goodbye,
|
The way we hold our hands,
|
The way we walk along,
|
The way we have no plans.
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This is something that I like to forget
|
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Thing's I have said before.
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Away Away
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| A Rocket To The Moon |
