Tom: D
Introdução:
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There's a city, on the top of the mountains
I used to go there as a child
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Birds are leaving over here
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I saw them sail away
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They looked just like saints
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Little one
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I heard myself whisper your name
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I was asleep in a dream
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Then you woke me up
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Little sun
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The way you look at me know
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These lights that used to shine
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I've been blowing them out
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Little One
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Well I remember those few nights
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When the sky it stared right back at us
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Felt so small standing next to you
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Little moon
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