There is a land I know
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where lovers go and flowers grow
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forever more;
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where time is standing still
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and lovers fill the quiet places
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by the shore.
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We will cross a rainbow
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to a place where we'll be free,
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and he'll give his love to me.
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So I wait for the day
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when he takes me away to
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Paradise.
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He'll take me by my hand.
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We'll walk across the sand.
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It's never-never land.
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Whoa-oo, whoa-oo, whoa.
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We'll build a castle there
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where we can share the happiness
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we've waited for.
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Where white flamingos fly
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a-way up high and play above
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the ocean floor.
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We will climb a mountain
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to see our wonderland.
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Maybe know you'll understand
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why I wait for the day
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when he takes me away to
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Paradise.
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He'll take me by my hand.
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We'll walk across the sand.
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A never-never land.
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Whoa-oo, whoa-oo, whoa.
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I'll stand by him,
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do right by him
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and I swear that I would die for him.
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Ohh, die for him.
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Paradise.
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He'll take me by my hand.
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We'll walk across the sand.
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It's never-never land.
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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I'll stand by him,
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do right by him.
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Oh, yeah. Oh-oh, oh, yeah.
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Oh, oh, oh, oh.
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I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna stand by him.
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Gonna do right, gonna do right by him.
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Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeaeaeaeaheah.
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah.
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Oh, yeah . . .
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Paradise
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| Shivaree |
