(Claude S.)
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If I could speak and call you
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friend, would you hear me to
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the end?
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We could see farther than the
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sun. We could pretend we
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were as one...
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And if by chance I were to fall,
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would you help me or turn to
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go? and if the grace of all my
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dreams could settle parts of
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you that scream...
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I know what I could see in
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you...
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I know what I could be in you...
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and if you promise to be home
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you'll get to keep me till you're old...
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And if the grace of all my
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dreams could settle parts of
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you that scream...
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I know what I can see in
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you...
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I know what I can be in you...
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I know what I can see in you...
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I know what I can be in you...
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Promise
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