Hazel O`Connor
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Well the years go past far to fast for me
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and my heart grows cold, too cold, so cold to see
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and the old man waits at the door
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and the child inside calls out there must be more
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Let there be music, dancing, music
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flight of fancy, music and dancing with your heart
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let there be real life
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let there be real life
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let there be real emotion
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let there be real life let there be real...
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Light, that light, dog gone, gone left your sight oh love
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them bright light, city lights, got'ya sitting pretty
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what you gonna do tonight
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when you burned out, beaten and torn
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let the child inside call out there must be more
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Let there be music, dancing, music
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flight of fancy, music and dancing with your heart
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let there be real life
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let there be real life
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let there be real emotion
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let there be real life let there be real...
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Why must this life be so insecure
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why must hide people hide behind close doors
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I am gonna change it today
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gonna open the door and I'm on my way
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gonna change it (real life)
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gonna change it (real emotion)
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see this girl she's on her way
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she gonna open the doors starting today
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Let there be music, dancing, music
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flight of fancy, music and dancing with your heart
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let there be real life
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let there be real life
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let there be real emotion
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let there be real life let there be real...
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Let There Be Music
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Hazel O'Connor |