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On a street made of gold,
We have our hands clustered together, without a morsel for the night,
Yet the Echo lifts our voices from the cliff.
Why wait for miracles when you are one yourself.


In our cave that forbids the deadly cold,
we'll sing along with the crickets.
You can cry when you think no one is looking, we all do anyway, but
Why wait for good luck, when you can wish yourself thousands.


Come let us splash the waters with laughter,
and dance to the rhythm of the wind.
Why wait for an angel when you have me by your side.

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dapenholder01:
On a street made of gold, We have our hands clustered together, without a morsel for the night, Yet the Echo lifts our voices from the cliff. Why wait for miracles when you are one yourself.

In our cave that forbids the deadly cold, we'll sing along with the crickets. You can cry when you think no one is looking, we all do anyway, but Why wait for good luck, when you can wish yourself thousands.

Come let us splash the waters with laughter, and dance to the rhythm of the wind. Why wait for an angel when you have me by your side.
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plz come to dz side - my side