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WHEN SUN GETS DOWN THE HORIZON,AND COLD WIND START TO RISE,I'LL HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS THERE,I'LL HOLD YOU LIKE YOU'RE MINE.UP ON THAT HILL WHERE WE FIRST MET,UNDER THE STARS THAT SPEAK NO LIES,WE'LL KISS EACH OTHER OUT THERE,AND LET MOON AND VENUS COLLIDE. -
WHEN SUN GETS DOWN THE HORIZON,AND COLD WIND START TO RISE,I'LL HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS THERE,I'LL HOLD YOU LIKE YOU'RE MINE.UP ON THAT HILL WHERE WE FIRST MET,UNDER THE STARS THAT SPEAK NO LIES,WE'LL KISS EACH OTHER OUT THERE,AND LET MOON AND VENUS COLLIDE.
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