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| 6:45 | 
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| 2. |
| 0:59 |
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| 3. |
| 5:29 | 
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Braveheart, you are my Braveheart,
Take me in your arms, You are my Braveheart. Fighting so we can be free, Fighting for our dignity, Fighting for the truth and then, We can go and live again. Fighting for the way that's right, Fighting for our truth at night, Fighting up until the dawn, He won't stop until he's won. This is where he's going to start, This is my one true Braveheart. Braveheart, you are my Braveheart, Hold me in your arms, You are my Braveheart, Braveheart, you are my Braveheart, Hold me in your arms, You are my Braveheart. |
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| 4. |
| 6:19 |
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| 5. |
| 4:58 |
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| 6. |
| 1:32 |
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| 7. |
| 5:49 |
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| 8. |
| 5:52 |
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| 9. |
| 5:19 |
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Lost in my dreams
I see you there Float through the air Deep in my heart I feel you're real I have no fear Look in my eyes And take my hand Guide all our free To nomansland I'm like a baby in your arms You hold me tight and take to fly I feel so free, I'm like a dove Flying over the sea of love You are like an angel from above Looking down before and so much love Then you come to me and take my hand Here I am with you in Nomansland You are in my heart and in my dreams You opened up my soul and made me see I will follow you untill the end I will follow you to nomansland Deep in my heart I feel you're real I have no fear Look in my eyes And take my hand Guide all our free To nomansland |
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| 10. |
| 6:57 |
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Love is a shield,
to hide behind, love is a field to grow inside, and when I sometimes close my eyes my mind starts spinning round. Love is a baby in a mother's arms, love is your breath which makes me warm, and when I sometimes close my eyes, my mind starts spinning round. There is a feeling that flows through me, when you are near you make it real and we could live for this ideal. And all the pictures we run through, seem to be perfect, seem to be true. But nothing is quite forever, especially staying together. I don't care now what comes along, what counts is us, no matter what will be, just this naivety. The changing words we're taking in, seem to be perfect, seem to win. But nothing is quite forever, especially staying together |
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| 11. |
| 7:24 |
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| 12. |
| 1:18 |
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| 13. |
| 8:24 |
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| 14. |
| 3:37 |
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| 15. |
| 6:11 |
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