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Jonathan Thompson
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Peckham To Paradise
The way she looked, the way she cried and the way she sighed She was looking for something Her auburn hair, her hazel eyes and a voice inside She was looking for something
Come over to my place darling What will be, will be The hour is late and waiting For a coffee and something nice From Peckham to paradise
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In the crowd, in the noise and the void She was looking for something Like a jewel, like a light, shining bright She was looking for something
The way she moved, through the air without a care She was looking for something Without a noise, in the night no one in sight She was looking for something
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