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A mucha gente interesante ............................................................ ................ It seems like every story told about us isn't meant to be You fly on wings of gold all the way back home to meBut what I'm thinking of just this time Why don't you lay your head down in my arms, in my arms Lay your head down in my arms, in my armsYou know my love this is no dream of mine But the way you ride those waves makes me want to follow you blindAnd what I'm thinking of just this time Why don't you lay your head down in my arms, in my arms.