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Before you slip into unconciousness
I'd like to have another kiss,
another flashing chance at bliss
another kiss, another kiss.
The days are bright and filled with pain.
Enclose me in your gentle rain,
The time to ran was to insane,
We'll meet again, we'll meet again .
Oh, tell me where your freedom lies,
The streets are fields that never die,
Deliver me from reasons
Why you'd rather cry, I'd rather fly.
The crystal ship is being filled,
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills,
A millon ways to spend your time;
When we get back, I'll drop a line.
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Before you slip into unconciousness
I'd like to have another kiss,
another flashing chance at bliss
another kiss, another kiss.
The days are bright and filled with pain.
Enclose me in your gentle rain,
The time to ran was to insane,
We'll meet again, we'll meet again .
Oh, tell me where your freedom lies,
The streets are fields that never die,
Deliver me from reasons
Why you'd rather cry, I'd rather fly.
The crystal ship is being filled,
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills,
A millon ways to spend your time;
When we get back, I'll drop a line.