HAND-MADE
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I don`t even know what newspapers you read
I don`t know what kind of films you like to see
I don`t know the type of guy to make you mad
I just hope I`m not the one to make you feel that bad

BRIDGE:
When you are with me
It`s not hard to see
That I lose every contact
I have to the rest of world

CHORUS:
I touch the sky
When you are here
When you are near
When you are just with me
I touch the sky
I don`t know why
I lose the ground
Without a cause
Without a pause
Without a reason why
I touch the sky
And we fly to heaven
Into a hand-made paradise

I don`t know if you prefer coffe or tea
I don`t even know if you like it sugar-free
I hardly know a single thing about you
But I want to learn as much as I can do

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(C)1992 K.Mir