Old days don¡¯t come to find me
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This sun is just about to climb
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Up over there
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While my heart is sinking
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I do not want my voice to go out
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Into the air
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Did you leave the darkness without me?
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You¡¯re always miles ahead
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And we¡¯re standing in tomorrow
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On the runway
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All be the music in my head
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The air around my bed
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All be my rest
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Retrace the smile disgraces
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Of the time embraces
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That I never really loved
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Did you leave the darkness without me?
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You¡¯re always miles ahead
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And we¡¯re standing in tomorrow
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On the runway
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Oh I want to fly, fly far around the blue light
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To be alive, come alive
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Don¡¯t need right, find in try...red light
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Turn around, seem always to go my way
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Old days don¡¯t come to find me
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This sun is just about to climb
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Up over there
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While my heart is sinking
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I do not want my voice to go out
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Into the air
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Did you leave the darkness without me?
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You¡¯re always miles ahead
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And we¡¯re standing in tomorrow
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On the runway
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On the runway.
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Tomorrow On The Runway
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Trespassers William |