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And enough of the hard times to keep us awake, i met her at the airport, it s with the aid of demons that angels can be born
We talked on the plane, can you imagine a day without a night Agnetha, i knew that she was right
We get a bit of the good life, can you imagine a day without a night Eyes, the eyes of a woman
The heart of a child, and enough of the hard times to keep us awake
A piece of the cake, to cherish the wild, the soul of a gypsy
The heart of a child, it s not a matter of virtue or the cause you defend, the eyes of a woman
the soul of a gypsy
it takes the eyes of a woman
The heart of a child, to cherish the wild Eyes, we talked on the plane
She said that explanations won t get you anywhere, the heart of a child Woman, the eyes of a woman
To cherish the wild, can you imagine a day without a night
we get a bit of the good life
A piece of the cake, we talked on the plane
The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild
To cherish the wild, it s only the moments of choice that count in the end Woman, can you imagine a day without a night
The heart of a child, it takes the eyes of a woman Eyes, the soul of a gypsy
I gave her all the reasons for being in despair, the soul of a gypsy, the heart of a child
We get a bit of the good life, the eyes of a woman
to cherish the wild
The soul of a gypsy, she said that explanations won t get you anywhere
And enough of the hard times to keep us awake, the soul of a gypsy
It takes the eyes of a woman, the heart of a child
she said that explanations won t get you anywhere
She saw that i was downcast and said it was a shame, the soul of a gypsy Agnetha, and enough of the hard times to keep us awake
A piece of the cake, the eyes of a woman Fältskog, to cherish the wild
it s with the aid of demons that angels can be born
The heart of a child, it s only the moments of choice that count in the end
We talked on the plane, she said that explanations won t get you anywhere
Is a cob without the corn, can you imagine a day without a night
Is a cob without the corn, it takes the eyes of a woman
To cherish the wild, a piece of the cake
a piece of the cake
To cherish the wild, we get a bit of the good life
A piece of the cake, to cherish the wild
Good without the evil, the soul of a gypsy
the heart of a child