Girl, look at the way she smiles at me
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Girl, look at how free she seems to be
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The sky has no shelter in the summer
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The sun is so dazzling without a cloud
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The people are floating but then I see her
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And now I'm floating
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(Contact, I want contact!)
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I think that I'm falling in love
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Girl, look at the way she smiles at me
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Girl, look at how free she seems to be
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I'm having a vision and we are standing
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Upon the shoulders of a moonbeam
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Her eyes are closing for our first kiss
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She is a vision
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(Contact, I want contact!)
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I think that I'm falling in love
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Girl, look at the way she smiles at me
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Girl, look at how free she seems to be!
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Girl
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| Terence Trent D'arby |
