Down on earth, he held her tight, she held her tight, he held him tight.
It was morning, and they'd cried all night. Through the window he saw
the hail. And she asked, "Have we failed?"
He said, "No, we can be who we want to be."
He said, "No, we can be who we want to be."
It was morning, and they'd cried all night. Through the window he saw
the hail. And she asked, "Have we failed?"
He said, "No, we can be who we want to be."
He said, "No, we can be who we want to be."
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