Believe This Kind of Stuff
You are still a stranger to me baby
But you are my sweet dream O my baby
I look for you in the reality
I look for you in the megacity
Believe this kind of stuff
I am your better half
I wait for you all night
To feel I am alright
Suddenly I have found a clue
Your two eyes are sky-blue
I am your better half
I ask for your sweet love
I wait for you all day
My soul goes far away
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