| Your eyes were shimmering, amelia
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| And i mistook it for love
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| When you asked me to go
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| As your celestial navigator
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| We would round the earth together
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| I would work the radio
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| Oh but amelia all those miles were just a sum
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| You were living on a runway, what were you running from?
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| Oh but i loved you open-hearted
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| And i held you hand at night
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| High above the pacific sea
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| Still it was like you were flying solo
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| And i was merely standing by
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| On your flights of fancy
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| Never looked back til we were running out of fuel
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| We were running out of land, i was running out of you
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| Oh amelia, dont i feel like a clown
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| Oh you went down in history
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| Well, me, i just went down
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| Sweet amelia, you will never be found
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| Didn’t even know your own heart
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| Hey but it don’t matter now
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| Your sustenance was fame
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| Always starving for a thrill
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| Not afraid of a thing
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| Couldn’t you’ve wished upon a rainbow
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| Just like everybody else?
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| But you had to wish on lightning
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| Oh and i was just a pawn in your adventure
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| I was just a casualty of your madness
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| Oh amelia, dont i feel like a clown
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| Oh you went down in history
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| Well, me, i just went down
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| Sweet amelia, you will never be found
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| Didn’t even know your own heart
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| Hey but it don’t matter now
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| The more i think about it now
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| Was only up above the clouds
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| That our love was ever real
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| And as the mist grew thicker
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| At the static’s eery silence
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| My heart stood still
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| Oh and the last thing that you said was you were sorry
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| I did it for love, you did it for glory
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| Oh amelia, dont i feel like a clown
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| Oh you went down in history
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| Well, me, i just went down
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| Sweet amelia, you will never be found
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| Didn’t even know your own heart
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| Hey but it don’t matter now |