Ain't it beautiful
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Don't it make you feel complete
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It comes into your life
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Then sweeps you right off your feet
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Time stands still for two lovers
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And it's intangible
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But it hits like steel
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It stops me in my tracks
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Makes my private world unsealed
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A crashed car
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A communication failsafe
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We could share this vision
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In fact we've got no choice
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Into the arena of love
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Speaking with one voice
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Ain't it something else
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Like skydiving into Shangri-la
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And the clearest cool is the zeal-blue heaven
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And you can't quite put your finger on it
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And you could be anywhere
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Anytime anyplace in your lover's arms
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Could be paradise or walkin' on thin ice
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We can share this vision
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We're on some one-way street
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Exchanging cigarettes and glances
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We both feel the heat
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It's a love collision
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Love collision
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There's no decision
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It's a love collision
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If I close my eyes
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Visualizing you and I somewhere in this city
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And moments of desire
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The steady the silent gaze of lovers transfixed
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We could share this vision
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In fact we've got no choice
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Into the arena of love
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Speaking with one voice
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It's a love collision
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Love collision
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And there's no decision
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It's a love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Oh no
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love collision
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Love Collision
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| John Waite |
