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  1. too low to find my way
    too high to wonder why
    ı've touched this place before
    somewhere in another time

    now ı can hear the sun
    the clouds drifting through the blinds
    a half a million thoughts
    are flowing through my mind

    a satellite recalled your voice
    sent me round the world again
    all the night you dreamt away
    sent me round my heart again

    one touch upon my lips
    and all my thoughts are clear
    ı feel your smoky mist
    up to the stratosphere

    too low to find my way
    too high to wonder why
    ı've touched this place before
    somewhere in another time

    now ı can hear the sun
    the clouds drifting through the blinds
    a half a million thoughts
    are flowing through my mind

    too low to find my way
    too high to wonder why
    ı've touched this place before
    somewhere in another time

    now ı can hear the sun
    the clouds drifting through the blinds
    a half a million thoughts
    are flowing through my mind

    too low to find my way
    too high to wonder why
    ı've touched this place before
    somewhere in another time