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How high! oh i can kiss the sun
run a minute mile while you hitch hike
love shines a light i��ll be a winner cup
and i��m lookin�� for the one who cut you up
you��re not having me you know the skies are mean
and i��m hopin�� for a way to free you, love
I��m fixing holes the ones you break up come in from your drive
and the hand that rocks you cuts you up like lyrics of your life
I can��t buy what i��ve done before
i want to open up another door
i��m going to let you pass i��m on another pass
i want to be the king while you zig zag
on a holy road like caine from kung fu
how high oh! i can kiss the sun
Hang on to your hopes my darlin�� don��t let it slip away
and the hand that holds you keeps you warm and [...] don��t let it slip away
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