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Minute you wake from a bad day dream, alone, as the bird play dawn.
A little chink from a reverie, it pulls at my blue, blue heart.
Ooh la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
So you said you were leaving but I don't feel a thing at all,
Til the ghost of your memory beats drums down every hall
Ooh la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
Find us down on memory street. How long since you've been gone?
(Already gone) Like some forgotten dream, pinned to my blue, blue heart (Already gone).
Something quite extraordinary -
I don't feel a thing at all. People come for miles to see the girl with the blue, blue heart.
Ooh la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
Find us down on memory street. How long since you've been gone? (Already gone)
Like some forgotten dream, pinned to my blue, blue heart (Already gone).
If I loved you endlessly how could we be wrong? Where did we go wrong?
INSTRUMENTAL
Something quite extraordinary - my soul jumped to a start.
Blood to the extremeties runs cold from my blue, blue heart.
Ooh la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
(Already gone)
(Already gone)
If I loved you endlessly how could we be wrong? Where did we go wrong?
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