I used to be like you
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Innocent and hoppless
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I used to be like you
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But not as beautiful
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So now I'm on a plane
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A million miles away
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And I miss you
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As the saying goes
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I'm getting too old
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But I'm coming home
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Cause wherever you are
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Is the city of angels
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Wherever you are is
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Where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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I used to be like you
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Positively hollow
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We allways thought things through
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With napalm and gold
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Like castles in the sky
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They kill to be alive
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And they're silhouettes of you and I
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Cause wherever you are
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Is the city of angels
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Wherever you are is
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Where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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Oh, oh
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Oh, oh
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Oh, oh
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Oh, oh
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So now I'm on a plane
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A million miles away
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And I miss you
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As the saying goes
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I'm getting too old
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But I'm coming home
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Cause wherever you are
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Is the city of angels
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Wherever you are is
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Where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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Is where I'll be
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Wherever You Are
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