Under your skin there's something beckoning;
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There's something that makes me believe in you.
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Behind your eyes, that's where the sacred lies;
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You know I need to get through.
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Oh here I go again.
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Through the undergrowth again;
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Feel the earth move, the planets spin
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But I can't get through.
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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That I want to find.
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I've seen your face, the one your mother made.
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Now let me see what makes you really move.
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I know you're scared, I know it's tender there,
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Just let me closer let me get through.
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Oh here I go again,
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Through the undergrowth again,
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Feel the earth move, the planets spin
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But I can't get through.
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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That I want to find.
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And when you make me feel
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When you make me bleed,
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My lucky stars fall down on me.
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You know I need to know you,
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I need to see,
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I need to take ahold of what's underneath.
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So close your eyes, unlock your mind,
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Throw off the fear, and let us fly.
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Oh here I go again,
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Through the undergrowth again;
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Feel the earth move, the planets spin,
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But I can't get through.
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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It's the spirit in you,
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That I want to find.
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Spirit In You
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| Heather Nova |
