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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came . That voice which calls to me and speaks my name . And do I dream again? For now I find . Phantom of the opera is there inside my mind. Sing once again with
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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Tarja. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there. Inside my mind
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The Phantom of the Opera. Sang by Steve Harley and Sarah Brightman Sarah. Beneath the operahouse,. I know he's there,. He's with me on the stage,. He's everywhere. And when my song begins,. I
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In sleep he sang to me . In dreams he came . That voice which calls to me . And speaks my name . And do I dream again? . For now I find . The Phantom of the Opera is there . Inside my mind . Sing
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Bài Hát Phantom Of The Opera - Ngọc Huệ. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera
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Christine. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera is there. Inside my
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Bài hát The Phantom Of The Opera - Original London Cast. Famale. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The
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Ain't nothing like the windy city. Where the station-wagon died. Where the wild dogs meet the fences. And the horsemen, fences ride. Where the flatlands become flatlands. And the caravans
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little opera goes a long way I'll meet you. Where the page proclaims the end. And I'll make do. With the fractions my reactions bend Pretend you're not alone. Like you are center stage on Broadway
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LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY MOUNTAIN HOME. WHERE ALL THE LADIES NAMES ARE JOAN. WHERE HUSBANDS WORK BACK LATE AT NIGHT. HOPES ARE UP FOR TROUSERS DOWN. WITH HOSTESS ON A BUSINESS FLIGHT. TAXI IN A
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Bài hát Opera House - Cigarettes After ***. Built an opera house for you in the deepest jungle. And I walked across its stage, singing with my eyes closed. I've got a love for you I just can't escape
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Enter into my room. Dim the lights. And hop right into bed with me. I will satisfy your needs. Going half on a baby. Are you down with me? Dearly be, are you down with me?. Half on a baby are
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Bài hát The Phantom Of The Opera - Original London Cast. Famale. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The
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Tarja. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there. Inside my mind
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Tarja. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there. Inside my mind
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Bài hát The Phantom Of The Opera - Phantom Of The Opera Original London Cast. In sleep he sang to me. in dreams he came. that voice which calls to me. and speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For
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offence 'Cause you move me. So I broke my role and I got freaky with it. You chastise me with my own belt. I ain't gonna lie, I felt the universe move You left me singing like opera. Like Cleopatra or
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Convict state. It just don't rate. He want to get higher. Apple Isle, the inbred smile. He's going to get by'a. His mother's hand. He could not stand. He left for the islands. To fish and
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window at four in the morning. Going to meet them on the beach Lakeside, lakeside, lakeside. Steal away, hide away. Lakeside, lakeside, lakeside. I just can't wait, I just can't wait I got a terrific
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Wanna tell you 'bout my Frenda. He got hit by a Fender. But he'll soon be on the menda. He's of the male genda Glad to see that he's on his way. He's not for Buriel today Because he's in. he's
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I left my heart back in the orient. Down on bali bays. It's not the way that i should feel. But it's the way i'm going to stay. Lonely, lonely. Chasing you all round the world. Wrong way, wrong
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Smile when your heart is aching. Smile even though it's breaking. When there are clouds in the sky. You'll get by. If you smile through your fear and sorrows. Smile and maybe tomorrow. You see
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I'm just a shy romantic with my eyes on the loose. I'm in a overcoarted way. A poet in a garret. You know some people say. Standing at the barline with my lip on the curl. I'm with the other
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you dow-ow-own. They just want to take you down I said-a beau-tiful people. They ride two hundred dollar pushbikes in the park. Beau-tiful people. They won't admit it but they make love in the dark
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unlikely pair you'll never see. I was Mogen Davis wine. She was Chablis '59. But there we sat, the cowboy and the lady. She was evenings at the Opera. And summers in Paree. I was Grand Ole Op'ry, Nashville
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Pennies in a stream,. Falling leaves, a sycamore. Moonlight in Vermont. . Icy finger waves,. Ski trails down a mountain side. Snowlight in Vermont. . Telegraph cables, that sing down the
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Several of my friends take cover. I'd be sure, beware the certain lover. She's cool, she's you, It's oh such rue that she's done to you. Steady yet baby, we'll be ready. Sometimes I find my feet
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City sleeps, taxi sweeps. Avenue of broken dreams. No-one calls the angel falls. Alice is in wonderland White man dance heat romance. Neon fashion chatter. Alice is in clubland Wo-oh-oh-oh while
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Michael. Night-time sharpens,. Heightens each sensation. . Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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fortune but never his fun. He cracked on a mixture of Opera and drink. The butler still fetches and carries for him The butler dragged down to the lake. Francesca's body in a cape. No private eye was
