Whenever I collapse, whenever I fold in your arms, that's when I know I'm holding you.
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Holding you within my grasp.
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Whenever I feel trapped, held by the inescapable, I try to put my mind at ease, protect the heart worn on my sleeve.
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That's when I feel brand new.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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I've got my visuals.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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My 20/20's true.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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That's when I know it's you.
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You.
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Whenever I'm in red a guardian angel's flying round my head.
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I feel your touch warm as red's embarrassment, innocence' blush.
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That's when I feel brand new.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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I've got my visuals.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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My 20/20's true.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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That's when I know it's you.
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You.
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You.
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Whenever I'm in bed I see myself in wide-screen love scenes close-up.
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I'm holding you, holding you.
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We're wrapped in blue.
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I'm looking on the brite side.
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| Deborah Harry |
