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I wish I was willow |
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And I could sway to the music in the wind |
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I wish I was a lover |
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I wouldn't need my costumes and pretend |
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I wish I was a mountain |
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I'd pass boldly through the clouds and never end |
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I wish I was a soft refrain |
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When the lights were out |
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I'd play and be your friend |
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I strut and fret my hour upon the stage |
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The hour is up |
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I have to run and hide my rage |
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I'm lost again, |
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I think I'm really scared |
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I won't be back at all this time |
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And have my deepest secrets shared |
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I'd like to be a willow a lover |
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A mountain or a soft refrain |
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But I'd hate to be a grown-up |
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And have to try to bear my life in pain |
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I wish I was a soft refrain |
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When the lights were out |
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I'd play and be your friend |
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I strut and fret my hour upon the stage |
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The hour is up |
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I have to run and hide my rage |
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I'm lost again, |
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I think I'm really scared |
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I won't be back at all this time |
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And have my deepest secrets shared |
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I'd like to be a willow |
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A lover a mountain or a soft refrain |
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But I'd hate to be a grown-up |
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And have to try to bear my life in pain |
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And I have to try to bear my life in pain |
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And I have to try to bear my life in pain |
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And I have to try to bear my life in pain |
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And I have to try to bear my life in pain |
