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Lately I find myself out gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love Lately I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Oh, lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love Lately I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Lately I seem to walk as though I have wings Bump into things like someone in love Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone Feeling like someone I'm feeling like someone in love |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white". I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. May your days may your days may your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white. |