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Written by Peter Holsapple
Main Voice: SUSAN
Produced by Continental Drifters & Mike Mayeux
Released on 'Vermilion' (1999)
Business as usual usually goes
All the way always and never means no
You shoot past the mountains on en route to the store
There's no time, no windows for us anymore
Once there were hours of just sitting still
And there will be, there will be
Starting right now there is this I must do
I want to learn to waltz with you
I want to learn to waltz.
Working all day and into the night
Well we are not no ways suggesting that's right
We do what we've done from force of habit
And if we find a way out we might as well grab it
Once there were hours of just standing still
And there will be, there will be
Starting right now I've got nothing to lose
I want to learn to waltz, oh.
Two arms curled at the waist and then
Two hands held out in space and then
Three/four, let there be more
And there will be, believe me.
Oh, two arms curled at the waist and then
Two hands held out in space and then
Three/four, let there be more
And there will be, believe me.
Millions of moments and dozens of days
And all of them covered in blue misty haze
What were we doing that brought us both here
Well, maybe three/four time will help things to clear
Maybe it only takes our opened eyes
And it thrills me, it thrills me
Thinking of holding you close pulls me through
I want to learn to waltz.
Well, starting right now, there is this I must do
I want to learn to waltz with you
I want to learn to waltz.
I want to learn to waltz
Well, starting right now I've got nothing to lose
I want to learn to waltz with you
I want to learn to waltz with you.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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