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How high! oh i can kiss the sun
run a minute mile while you hitch hike
love shines a light iĄŻll be a winner cup
and iĄŻm lookinĄŻ for the one who cut you up
youĄŻre not having me you know the skies are mean
and iĄŻm hopinĄŻ for a way to free you, love
IĄŻm 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 canĄŻt buy what iĄŻve done before
i want to open up another door
iĄŻm going to let you pass iĄŻm 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 darlinĄŻ donĄŻt let it slip away
and the hand that holds you keeps you warm and [...] donĄŻt let it slip away
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