| The night is full of torment
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| And lives are torn to shreds
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| You want your correspondent
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| With cameras infrared
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| I’m tied to my debenture
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| Addicted to the rush
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| The thrill of the adventure
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| They have come to crown a hero
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| They’ve been waiting for the sign
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| But I won’t apply, I’m not the guy
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| I have crossed a thousand rivers
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| I have walked the streets of gold
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| I have been through Hell and Heaven
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| Where my soul was bought and sold
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| I have stormed the Himalayas
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| Blown the horn of Africa
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| But as long I live I long to see
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| I long to be to stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| To stay with you again
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| The tragedy is magic
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| Constructed and destoyed
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| It’s human, all too human
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| How I’ve searched to fill the void
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| They have come to crown a hero
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| They’ve been waiting for the sign
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| But I won’t apply, I’m not the guy
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| I have crossed a thousand rivers
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| I have walked the streets of gold
|
| I have been through Hell and Heaven
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| Where my soul was bought and sold
|
| I have stormed the Himalayas
|
| Blown the horn of Africa
|
| But as long I live I long to see
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| I long to be to stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| To stay with you again
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| I have crossed a thousand rivers
|
| I have walked the streets of gold
|
| I have been through Hell and Heaven
|
| Where my soul was bought and sold
|
| I have stormed the Himalayas
|
| Blown the horn of Africa
|
| But as long I live I long to see
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| I long to be to stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| Stay with you again
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| To stay with you again |