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I want to cut in red
Without a roof, blood red
Goes so fast, my lipstick runs down river
Instead I stay a while longer
So restricted
I know too much
I'm so affected
The winding hours
Belong to strangers
This long, this long
Ooooh, come a days in mountains
That you're wasting lazily around the abandon
Mind your head, you're so cut up
I see the sea is running free
You don't know that
You say this whole evening
I believed in this song

Oh this song is like a ??? coming
I want to be in your bed
Against your skin, where sun spills
You move like currents
In wild storms, down river
Ooooh, come a days in mountains
That you're wasting lazily around the abandon
Ooooo-oooooh
Mind your head, you're so cut up
I see the sea is running free
You don't know that
You say this whole evening
I believed in this song
Oh this song is like a ??? coming
Fire's burning in golden planes
You're the oil and the flames
I'm alive and night coarse stars align
And my mind roars
Ooooo-oooooooh
Ooooo-oooooooh
Ooooo-oooooooh
Ooooo-oooooooh
Ooooo-oooooooh
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written by TORRINI, EMILIANA / BYRT, SIMON JOHN
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Thomas Newman (born October 20, 1955) is an American film score composer and a member of a family who established a film-scoring dynasty in Hollywood. He was born in Los Angeles, California, the son of composer Alfred Newman (1901-1970) (who scored Battle of Midway, My Friend Flicka, Song of Bernadette, Gentleman's Agreement, All About Eve, and The Robe) and his wife Martha Louise, née Montgomery. He was educated at Yale University.

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