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I've got shaky hands
 After one night dreaming
 Didn't fit my plans
 To listen to your breathing
 Down Maid Marian Way
 Or Lenton Avenue
 I don't know what to say
 If I'm next to you
 Must be a hybrid of places
 A Roman theater raises
 On English kind of weather
 Next to the coast
 I'm blending both together
 The cities that mean to you the most
 I'm standing on a hill
 Until you come out from the mist
 And then we
 I'm standing on a hill
 Until you come out from the mist
 And then we kiss
 Oh, it never felt so sane
 I'm so confused
 Oh, it feels like time for a change
 But I don't need this to be known
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 I'm standing on a hill
 Until you come out from the mist
 And then we
 I'm standing on a hill
 Until you come out from the mist
 And then we kiss