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| G | A | | I always | dreamed it would be |
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| D | F#m | G | | The way | that it is, oh | oh |
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| G | A | | When you | are holding me |
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| G | | I never had a love of my own |
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| A | | Maybe that´s why when we´re all alone |
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| D | Em | A7 | | | The sound of the city baby | seems to dis | appear |
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| D | | | Whenever you touch me baby |
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| Em | A7 | | | Whenever | you´re near |
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And I can´t explain, oh no |
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The way I´m feeling inside |
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You look at me, we kiss and then |
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I close my eyes and here it comes again |
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