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They tore up our kisses and ranon tomorrow's pagesand the lions have eaten the lambon tomorrow's pages
There's a day of your life in your handsfull of people you don't understand(CHORUS)
In my highwire days
I can see all the way
I see through the games you playin my highwire days
They pushed all the buttons and thingson tomorrow's pagesand the sirens do nothing but singon tomorrow's pagesand you put on your prettiest faceand you wait for the news that we made(CHORUS)
Our dreams have all gone up on saleon tomorrow's pagesand we paid for the cross and the nailson tomorrow's pagesand we put on out prettiest faceand we wait for the news that we made(CHORUS)
That's it.
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