Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Who Am I To Disagree

I Travel The World And The Seven Seas

Everybody It´s Looking For Something

Some Of Them Want To Abuse You

Some Of Them Want To Be Abuse

Some Of Them Want To Use You

Some Of Them Want To Use By You

Sweet Dreams...

Some Of Them Want To Hurt You

Some Of Them Want To Hurt By You

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Who Am I To Disagree

I Travel The World And The Seven Seas

Everybody It´s Looking For Something.

Eurythmics 

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There must be an angel

There must be an angel 

No one on earth could feel like this. 

I'm thrown and overblown with bliss. 

There must be an angel 

Playing with my heart. 

I walk into an empty room 

And suddenly my heart goes "boom"! 

It's an orchestra of angels 

And they're playing with my heart. 

(Must be talking to an angel) 

No-one on earth could feel like this. 

I'm thrown and overblown with bliss. 

There must be an angel 

Playing with my heart. 

And when I think that I'm alone 

It seems there's more of us at home. 

It's a multitude of angels 

And they're playing with my heart. 

(Must be talking to an angel) 

I must be hallucinating 

Watching angels celebrating. 

Could this be reactivating 

All my senses dislocating? 

This must be a strange deception 

By celestial intervention. 

Leavin' me the recollection 

Of your heavenly connection

Eurythmics 

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