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Hunters
03:08
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Stalling, falling for you
Room full of no one with only us in our view
If this were a hoax, it would be the cruelest joke
I may seem hard to read
Foreign letters scripted for my safety
Familiar with the back seat, waiting turn patiently usually
But this time, not backing down
No, this time I'll stand my ground
When there are hunters after your eyes
I'll wait my turn
To see deeper inside
Let my heart be heard
I'm going away for a while
Chasing the sun
But I'm already excited
For coming home
So keep taking up my time
Keep playing on my mind
No other way would I divide my life
Bring out the hunters
Just let them be
Bring out the hunters
Just let them be
Bring out the hunters
Just let them be
Bring out the hunters
Just let them be
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2. |
Could Be Us
03:32
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You left her, I left him
Both before our story was to begin
No one knows how far I've been
In disbelief of a good win
But you took my breath away
Watching Any Given Thursday
Your hero on stage
You said that could be us
Oh, you took my hand and kissed me in my hometown
Leaving me with feelings I understand
Now we're making plans and I can no longer hide
But these do not frighten me 'cause I don't see them as a tie
But it'll take my breath away
On that specific Wednesday
When your hero's on stage
Telling us to say what we need to
Take my breath away
When your hero's on stage
But it'll take my breath away
On that specific Wednesday
When your hero's on stage
Telling us to say what we need to say
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3. |
Precious Time
03:49
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I know you stand
Firmly on the floor of your boat
You know I'm happy underwater
With no intentions to float
I'll never float
When the water is shallow
And the days are going by slow
I just hope that you know
My love, I'll never let go
We'll survive
The changing of the tide
I'll see you, I'll still see you
In our precious time
When we put on our brave faces
There will be no tears
'Cause I'm not going anywhere near
What you may fear
And it's a big step
But the sky is your limit
We'll survive
The business of our lives
I'll see you, I'll still see you
In our precious time
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4. |
Canals
04:00
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Hold my head on your shoulder
While the sun has got our backs
Standing by the road river
With the sound of cars and quacks
And we ask this guest to arrest this blessed
Unstressed moment in time
How could I feel more fortunate than I do
To cherish this time spent here with you
We shop at the market
Buy pocket watches and souvenirs
Relish strawberries in chocolate
Leave the carnival for beers
And we queued hours to see the Mayer clearly
Tasted cheese, was displeased by a marzipan man
How could I feel more fortunate than I do
To cherish this time spent here with you
Oh, how could I feel more fortunate than I do
To cherish this time spent here with you
You
You
Walking around dolls' houses, dolls' houses
Walking around dolls' houses, dolls' houses
How could I feel more fortunate than I do
To cherish this time spent here with you
Oh, how could I feel more fortunate than I do
To cherish this time spent here with you
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