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In the eyes of the world your touch is like gold
Your reputation's so cool and cruel and controlled
You count your money in your prison tower
Made of concrete, glass, and steel
Feeling cozy in the hollow warmth of another business deal
You've climbed your way to the top but lately it seems
That there's a hole in the heart of the American dream
Sittin' pretty in your trophy room with your shining souvenirs
That just remind you of the wasted time and the lateness of the years
Is that all, is that all there is
Is that all, there must be more than this
In the eyes of the world your touch is like gold
Your reputation's so cool and cruel and controlled
In a moment it could all be gone in the twinkling of an eye
Then what's your pile of precious pride worth then
If you've never wondered why
Is that all, is that all there is
Is that all, there must be more than this
Is that all, is that all there is
Is that all, there must be more than this
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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a be
You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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