100 lyrics for "The way you are"

You find out who your friends are Somebody's gonna drop everything Run out and crank up their car Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far.' They just show on up with their big old heart You find out who you're friends are Hit the
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Don't be scared to fly alone Find a path that is your own Love will open every door Its in your hands The world is your Don't hold back and always know All the answers will unfold What are you waiting for Spread your wings and soar
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Who are you? Who, who, who, who? (Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh) (Who are you?) (Who, who, who, who?) Well, who are you? (who are you? who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name
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Nothing can stop us now We run away, a sweet escape A sweet escape And if you fall, I'll pick you up I'll follow you 'til the end of time We don't care about nothin' else Feels like heaven, nothing can stop us now Nothing can hold us down Just like a
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What a lovely way to burn You give me fever when you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever in the morning Fever all through the night Never know how much I love you Never know how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's so
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No pare! Sigue, sigue! Welcome home When the world was just a subway map When you’re home Cool us down I used to think we lived at the top of the world And the one-slash-nine
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Sacrifice all your fear Don't lose focus Because we are halfway there Inception of the end We start this fire The way we always do Hands are shaking
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I stand, I fall, I bounce off these four walls You laugh, you leave Is this how its gonna be It's fine for you and not for me Did you even care at all You stand, I fall I asked you to stay But you said there's no way I begged -- you call
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I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the
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