Lovers will spin
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Lovers will fly
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Floating off the ground
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Before your very own eyes
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Take it to heart
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Taken to fly
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Lifting one another to a literal high
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Do you ever wonder why
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People never take the time to fly
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Maybe something they don't know
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They will never make it all alone
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Ever sit and wonder why
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You could never really touch the sky
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Maybe something you don't know
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You will never reach it on your own
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I can see her
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Starting to fly
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Dancing up a tempest in the evening sky
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Merry we'll be
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Spinning about
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Never even thinking about coming down
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Making love along the clouds
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Having nothing left to talk about
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Coming down from time to time
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Long enough to give a vital sign
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I may never fall in love again...
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When we lay above the ground
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We might never hear a single sound
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Just the blowing of the air
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Is the volume of a silence there
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Maybe then we'll start to grow
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We can reach the sun and moon below
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From beneath us is the sky
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Shining down with the ferocious light
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I may never fall in love again...
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Do you ever wonder why
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People never take the time to fly
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Maybe something they don't know
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They will never make it all alone
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Ever sit and wonder why
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You could never really touch the sky
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Maybe something you don't know
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You will never reach it on your own
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I may never fall in love again...
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A Tempest, A Dance
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| Facing New York |
