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I heard a street singer play a song |
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I knewThat brought me closer to you |
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I heard a street singer play a song |
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I called my own |
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That brought be to my childhood home |
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Did you go back from where you came? |
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If I get there, will they have my name? |
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If they don't, |
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I'll only have myself to blame for all these things |
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True happiness is having wings |
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Life is a blurry eyed, heavy hearted, whirlwind of a storm |
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Something they just hurt too much to cry |
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Memories are like shadows, the light won't make disappear |
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So I still see you smiling with your eyes |
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So did you go back from where you came? |
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If I get there, will they have my name? |
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If they don't, |
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I'll only have myself to blame for all these things |
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True happiness is having wings |
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Did you go back from where you came? |
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If I get there will they have my name? |
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If they don't, |
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I'll only have myself to blame for all these things |
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True happiness is having wings |
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True happiness is having wings |
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True happiness is having wings |
