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Guns that cross the street
you never know who you might meet
who's in disguise
ooh as you blow a storm
there's no one there to keep you warm
it's no surprise
there's somenthing in my eyes
it's a miracle (*5)
and dream are made of emotion
Dance with counterfelt
the plastic smiles and micro heat
I'll meet you there
run to the edge of town
where Hollywood lay it's foot prints down
monroe was there
but do you really care
cry it's a miracle (*4)
it's a miracle (*5)
and dream are made of emotion