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Every time when my feeling in blue I hear this song
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and start humming a tune to myself.
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I close my eyes when I sing.
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Past by gones lay their spell on me.
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A calm memory of love.
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The song's melody comes out of your heart.
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and your heavenly voice starts me to dreaming.
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Since a forgotten times I've never seen your face
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My splendid day begins to hearing your song carrying out
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from a radio then I can imagine you against the color of sunset.
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Melodies breathe into red sky and bring about a calm.
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Wind setting your long hair to fluttering in the breeze.
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Little blind girls see those scenes the eyes of the mind.
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When I listen to this song. I have a feeling.
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When I listen to this song. I have a feeling.
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When I appear on the street with broken heart.
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There are blank faces. Cars passing by in a little cafe
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in your feeling flowing through the dense smoke my heart
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is fascinated.
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Song of dreaming
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| Stranger |
