i finally feel at ease
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i'm on an Eastern breeze
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it blows me to the shore
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come back to kiss my dear
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come back to face my fears
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it can't be worse than war
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unless you say that you gave your heart away (gave your heart away)
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unless you say that i shouldn't have returned (shouldn't have returned)
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and in that case... i'll go
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every night i see a shooting star
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and wonder if it's landing where you are
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if you can see it then you can't be far
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and if that's the way you do it
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that's the way you find your love
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the air is cold and thin
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i'm on my second wind
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it blows me to your door
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lean into the bell and press
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you're in a brand new dress
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i've never seen before
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but then you say that you gave your heart away (i gave my heart away)
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and then you say that i shouldn't have returned (shouldn't have returned)
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so i turn my face... and go
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every time i take a look around
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i find myself looking down
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to a place thats looking much more round
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i find myself looking down
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every night i see a shooting star
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and wonder if it's landing where you are
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if you can see it then you can't be far
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and if that's the way you do it
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if that's the way you find your love
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Shootingstars
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| Ozma |
