Shangri-la |
| Living, loving, in the land called Shangri-La |
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| In a neon city where the nighttime never reigns |
| There is a different world behind the fence |
| Some people see what other people never will |
| There's a land of make-believe waiting there for you and me |
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| Ain't no living without loving in the land called Shangri-La |
| Whoa... ain't no living without loving in the land called Shangri-La |
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| No bridges left to burn, no point of no return |
| Let's get out of the new world |
| I hear the passion play, it'll never fade away |
| Living without loving – there's a land called Shangri-La |
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| No bridges left to burn, no point of no return |
| Let's get out of the new world |
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| Living, loving, in the land called Shangri-La |
| Whoa... living, loving, in the land called Shangri-La |
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| Oh oh... oh oh oh... |
| In the land called Shangri-La |