Baby come and take your things we got to get out
Pack my things and pack your things we are going
You got to believe me when I, when I say we have to go
This calling to life this rapture of life is sure
So baby get out!
Baby we can hide we can ride and run away
Hold my hand and take my soul its there
You got to believe me when I, when I say we have to go
This calling to life this rapture of life is sure
So baby get out!
Here we are in the glory of the night
We stand together we hold each other
We fall through the sky baby
And here we are in the night
And Baby get out
You got to believe
And Baby get out
You got to believe….

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