falou que é pecado usar paetêPra tornar o mundo em

It's a little bit funny, this feeling insideI'm not one of

don't have much money, but, boy, if I didI'd buy

gonna be a mighty king, so, enemies, I've

you dream, sometimes it seemsThere's nothing there at allYou

1: Don a human signWhen things go wrongWhen the

can see what's they don't have a fall

have I gotta do to make you love me?What

(Hello, hello, hello)Hello (Hello, hello, I said helloIs

you standing outside?Looking up at the skyCursing a wondering

say we bruise too easilyI don't know if it's

how about thisA little conversation tonightThinking aloud how we

story, tale or memoirEvery saga or romanceWhether true or fabricatedWhether

1: Elton hardly think I'm qualifiedTo come across all

out new world here we comeBrave, intrepid and then

I'm dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

few more days and we'll be home in gloryAlready

I once knew all the answers, I stood on certain groundA

And now I knowSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to

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