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In Thee
Maybe I'll see you again, baby
And maybe I won't
Maybe you bought your ticket gone back to Detroit
Aeroplanes make strangers of us all
Give us distance
Much too easily
Jim says “Some destinies should not be delivered”
But you and I see now, baby, that still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
'Cause the dice roll
So indifferently
Well I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee
Tonight it's hot
Without you tomorrow be cold
Winter will come along
Driven by snow
Love, it makes strangers of us all
When we fall
Oh, so thoughtlessly
Well I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee
Once we breathed the breath of sweet surrender
Pure, pure arab air filled our atmosphere
But pride it makes stars of us all
Until we fall
For everyone to see
So I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in stranger's arms
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee
I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee
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In thee
But I wish I could wrap myself
I'll wrap myself in solitude
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
In thee
But I wish I could wrap myself
I'll wrap myself in stranger's arms
I'll wrap myself in dreams
So I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
For everyone to see
Until we fall
But pride it makes stars of us all
Pure, pure arab air filled our atmosphere
Once we breathed the breath of sweet surrender
In thee
But I wish I could wrap myself
I'll wrap myself in solitude
I'll wrap myself in dreams
Well I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
Oh, so thoughtlessly
When we fall
Love, it makes strangers of us all
Driven by snow
Winter will come along
Without you tomorrow be cold
Tonight it's hot
In thee
But I wish I could wrap myself
I'll wrap myself in solitude
I'll wrap myself in dreams
Well I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
So indifferently
'Cause the dice roll
Winning it makes losers of us all
But you and I see now, baby, that still they are
Jim says “Some destinies should not be delivered”
Much too easily
Give us distance
Aeroplanes make strangers of us all
Maybe you bought your ticket gone back to Detroit
And maybe I won't
Maybe I'll see you again, baby
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