But you’re so busy changing the world 
Just one smile and you can change all of mine 
We share the same soul 

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There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things

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Merci beaucoup

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That’s when I heard Murder
You’re killin me, you’re fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, “goobye“‘s,
And “missin you tomorrow“‘s.
I turn to see my dream
Love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry.
I drop my bags in a flash
That’s faster one eighty on that dash-er,
To dry your tears.
And wipe the rain from my dear like dash-er,
Use the dame who’s the username to all my pass-words.
The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasp-er,
I even keep your picture in my pass-purt.

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