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TurningTurning are the tables here before meOh but you're so lovelyLovely as you are I know you'll leave meHigh up in a tree I can't climb downBut I don't mind the trouble it's a magic viewStarin' at the pavement under youBurningBurning with the new york lightsI'm turningTurning into me it feels likeHeaven heavenWhoa the hum of silence never seemed so farBut lord it's quiet in my heartI don't even missa single blade of grasspapertrails no fingernailsand frozen eyes I never wanna closeinstrum..I would be a fool to miss this magic viewStarin' at the ceiling next to you Aus Songtexte Mania