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You mean a lot to me You've got a heart of gold Everything falls apart Leaves you in the cold Purpose is scaring me What if I can't see mine Love on

Cold place, same town So faced with the same frown Crawl down the wall like no-one at all Crawl down the track, find your way back We'll see how this

The city is not that far Made from the sun you are Oh what a star you are The city is not that far, that far, that far Life in black and white My lord

I'll lose this I always have, I'll always let you down I'll lose this I always have, I'll always let you down Make your way up to the stars, It's there

Make our escape, you?re my own papillon. The world turns too fast, feel love before it?s gone. It kicks like a sleep twitch! My papillon, feel love

: What has been done to you has been done for a reason From where I'm stood, the view reminds me of home A promise is made in good faith, it means everything

: Cold place, same town So faced with the same frown Crawl down the wall like no-one at all Crawl down the track, find your way back We'll see how

: We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help We put our heads in bags for you We go out of our way to help There's nothing but the

: I'll lose this I always have, I'll always let you down I'll lose this I always have, I'll always let you down Make your way up to the stars, It's