On the hills behind the Dead Sea
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There is a wonder
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You were my love from the Holy City
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And you were gonna take me there
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But I had a change of heart
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Now, years later
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That wonder has become a symbol
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A promise of a world that is safe
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Because it isn't real
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It is its own dream
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Like a destination without the journey
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Or like a prize without the fight
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It seems that this red rose rock
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That I only know from pictures
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Has been carved out of pure love
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That I only know from books
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And it outlives us
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There in the valley
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Being its own timeless dream
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Red and rose
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Sometimes the truth is mild and simple
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Not a flood or a big wave, just a ripple
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So you stir it up
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Cause for some reason
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You want it to wash over you
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The truth is
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The memory of you fades
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And the wonder, it's still there
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Untouched, unseen
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And stark as ever
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Oh Stephany
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Why do we always need a mystery
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Why can't we see a little history
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Before it's much too late
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Oh Stephany
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I'm only letting this wash over me
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Before you fade away
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The End Of Romance
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| dEUS |
