(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Lister)
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Hey mrs fields, why do you look so sad
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Is the whole world gone mad or is it still a strawberry-cake
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How i wish to kiss your sweet, sweet lips
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To share your blissfulness
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It made me feel like floating on a cloud
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I'm talking to you soon
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There's so much left to say
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On a crystal winter's day...
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And the snowflakes outside show a million ways
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Show a million days in their dance
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And the wind blows them on and carries them away
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Into anywhere from moment to moment
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Hey mrs grey, tell me what would you say
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If i turned on the sun and poured all the colours down on you
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Would you smile and say it's alright
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I can see the light at the end of the tunnel
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And then we'd face the sky, sitting side by side
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Going very far to a distant star...
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And the snowflakes outside...
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I can tell by the sound of your voice
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And i can tell by the look of your eyes
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There must be something goin' wrong in your life
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But please, please believe me, baby, i'm by your side
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There's so much left to do, so much left to say in a million ways
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There's so much to be seen, so much to be touched, so much to be loved
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Take my hand and come out to play..
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There's so much left to do
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For me and for you...
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There's so much to be loved
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Please, come back
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Don't walk into the dark
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Hey mrs fields, why do you look so sad
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Is the whole world gone mad or is it still a strawberry-cake
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How i wish to kiss your sweet, sweet lips
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To share your blissfulness
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It made me feel like living anew
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I'm talking to you soon
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There's so much to be done
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When the winter's gone...
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And the snowflakes outside...
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There's so much left to do, so much left to say in a million ways
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There's so much to be seen, so much to be touched, so much to be loved
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Take my hand and come out to play...
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Come out to play...
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Ways
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Alphaville |