What it is a three billion heartbeats.
What it is thirty thousand days.
What it really is is the time that still remains oh waves break.
Of all the hearts drawn in the sand ours won't wash away.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Two sides of a mirror the same.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Like the planets aligning in space.
That's how it is it's chance conspiring.
That's how it is a needle in the hay.
That's how it really is a perfect twist of fate.
It's all planned in a sea of lonely people we washed upon the sand.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Two sides of a mirror the same.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Like the planets aligning in space.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Two sides of a mirror the same.
Ooh we are two in a million.
Like the planets aligning in space.
Ooh we are two in a million ooh.
Ooh we are two in a million ooh.
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