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All that I seem to find I could make it mine But I'd end up inside my head I don't know but I've been told Streets of heaven are paved with gold Why do I know what never left that day? It might've been around forever All that I seem to find I could make it mine But I'd end up inside my head Now there's a gong in the sky that's bright I wanted everything gold I don't know but I've been told Streets of heaven are paved with gold Why do I know what never left that day? It might've been around forever From Letras Mania