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I'd give you all my money, Abandon that beautiful girl. Take my books My choicest looks And brun them all today. I've got rare '61 Beatles. I've got a tape of my dreams. But I'd lose them all Burn them all Go along without all of it Give up the chances I see If you'd take me up, Raise me up, Let me know the heart of it Give me your sweet soul dream. I don't need a body. A body's no body to me. It's just a cell And I'm living well When I got you give me the key. You can take all my postcards and letters My lovers and my good memories. Well I'd lose them all Burn them all Go along without all of it Give up the chances I see If you'd raise me up, Take me up, Let me know the heart of it Give me your sweet soul dream. I'm trying to learn understanding Against the hell I can win If you'd hold me up Grow me up Let me be a part of it Give me the chance that I see. I could take me up Raise me up Get to know the heart of it Give me your sweet soul dream. |