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It's easy when you dream
Staring at the moon
He laughs back at you
You dream about life...
Talking on the telephone
About you and me
Walking in Times Square
Waiting for some fast talk
Sipping on cocktails, life...
I see the clock going backwards!
like me and you...
And if I wake up tomorrow
In a town, in a hotel staring
At a ceiling, thinking...
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