the wind blew and her hair stood still
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he sits beneath her window sill...
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she awaits the magic in his hands
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he walks her out into the night
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and takes her in a different light
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her eyes divert to the water beneat his feet
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oh, the water beneath his feet
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oh, the water beneath his feet
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boy wakes up and runs outside
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to find that all his fears have died
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and all the shells are laying on the sand
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she kicks a rock along that road
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and stood still while the story was told
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do you believe in me he said, can you believe in me...
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oh, you believe in me
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oh, you believe in me
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the wind blew and her hair stood still
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he sits beneat her window sill...
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she awaits the magic in his hands
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he walks her out into the night
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and takes her in a different light
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her eyes divert to the water beneat his feet
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oh, the water beneath his feet
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oh, the water beneath his feet
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oh, you believe in me
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oh, you believe in me
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Past The Falls
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