And I could learn to love her,
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And if we could be I would not treat her like another,
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No, cause times like theses well I'm begging our dreams,
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And its times like those are thrown away.
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And I believe, in the stars
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They fill the hole inside my heart,
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And I believe, in her life,
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Like a candle oh so bright
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I'm not just supernatualistic, artificial cup of tea
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But I believe in you.
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And I will find the answer
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Ill search high and low
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Just to write another lonely song about her
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Cause times like these we see the fading autumn leaves,
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And it times like those are thrown away, yeah yeah
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And I believe, in the stars
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They fill the hole inside my heart,
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And I believe, in her life, like a candle oh so bright I'm not just supernatualistic artificial cup of tea
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But I believe in you.
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Yeah, but I don't know what is about her love,
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Will she drive me up the wall?
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Inside and out I'm losing touch; I'm just a dreaming boy that's all I ever wanted to be.
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And I believe, in the stars
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They fill the hole inside my heart,
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And I believe, in her life,
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Like a candle oh so bright
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I'm not just supernatualistic, artificial cup of tea
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But I believe and I believe
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I believe in you
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Do you believe in me?
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Believe
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| Ross Copperman |
