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| 3:58 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:48 |
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| 3. |
| 7:21 |
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| 4. |
| 6:57 |
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| 5. |
| 6:46 |
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| 6. |
| 10:05 |
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| 7. |
| 6:00 |
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| 8. |
| 11:14 |
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| 9. |
| 5:38 |
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| 10. |
| 2:41 |
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| 11. |
| 6:22 |
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| 12. |
| 3:31 | 
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Poets often use many words
To say a simple thing It takes thoughts and time and rhyme To make a poem sing With music and words I've been playing For you I have written a song To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying I'll translate as I go alongFly me to the moon And let me play among the stars Let me see what Spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, darling kiss meFill my heart with song And let me sing for evermore You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love youFill my heart with song And let me sing for evermore You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you |
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| 13. |
| 4:54 |
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| 14. |
| 10:13 |
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| 15. |
| 2:07 |
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| 16. |
| 8:12 |
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| 17. |
| 5:40 |
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| 18. |
| 4:10 |
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I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing Fallen leaves in the night Who can say where theyA're blowing As free as the wind And hopefully learning Why the sea on the tide Has no way of turning More than this There is nothing Oh more than this You tell me one thing More than this You know there's nothing It was fun for a while There was no way of knowing Like a dream in the night Who can say where weA're going No care in the world And maybe IA'm learnin Why the sea on the tide It has no way of turning More than this You know there is nothing Oh more than this You tell me one thing More than this There is nothing Nothing More than this You know there is nothing Much more than this You tell me one thing More than this There is nothing More than |
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