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If home is where the heart is…my heart belongs in Paris.
Let it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over.
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over.
Let it in,
Let your clarity define you
In the end
We will only just remember how it feels.
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate...
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