We are the lucky ones We shine like a thousand suns When all of the color runs together I'll keep you company In one glorious harmony Waltzing with destiny
Well there won't be no stars Coming out in the sky Tonight when my baby walks by Oh they know that they can't hold a Candle to the look in her eye Now
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(Adam Mitchell) Well there won't be no stars Coming out in the sky Tonight when my baby walks by Oh they know that they can't hold a Candle to the look