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Woorden: Five Times August. Fry Street. Owe It All To You.


Sunshine looking over my head
Where do I go? What do I know?
Moonlight breathing down my neck
Whispers let's go, baby let's go

It was a lonely day til you arrived
And the sun came up to light by eyes
Now everyone keeps asking me
Why am I so happy and I'll say..
That I love you and all the things you do to me
I'm suddenly finding my own sanity
And I owe it all to you

Flash back then I start to back track
Where did I go? Why don't I know?
Too bad it's looking at the days when I had thought I had it all
Now I'll only get to places where I can't remember faces

And I'll say that I love youand all the things you do to me
I'm suddenly living my own fantasy
And I owe it all to you
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