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Thursday, 12 May 2005 01:11Listening to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet
Right behind you, I see the millions
On you, I see the glory
From you, I get opinions
From you, I get the story
She knew from the start, deep down in her heart, that she and Tommy were worlds apart.