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everything has its season |
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everything has its time |
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show me a reason |
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and i'll soon show you a rhyme |
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cat's sit on the window sill |
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children sit in the snow |
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why do i feel i don't fit in |
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anywhere i go |
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rivers belong where they can ramble |
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eagles belong where they can fly |
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i've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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gotta find my corner, ooh of the sky |
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every man his daydream |
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everyman has his goal |
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people like the way dreams have of |
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sticking to the soul |
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thunder clouds have their lightning |
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nightingales have their song |
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and don't you see i want my life |
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to be something more than long, yeah |
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rivers belong where they can ramble |
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eagles belong where they can fly |
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i've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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gotta find my corner, ooh of the sky |
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(so many men seem destined) |
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(to settle for something small) |
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but i, i won't rest |
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'til i know i have it all |
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so don't ask where i'm going |
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just listen when i'm gone |
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(far away you'll hear me singing) |
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softly to the dawn |
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oh, rivers belong where they can ramble, |
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oh, eagles belong where they can fly |
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i've got to be where my spirit can run free, yeah |
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gotta find my corner, ooh of the sky, yeah (of the sky, yeah) |
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rivers belong where they can ramble |
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oh, eagles belong where they can fly (high) |
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oh, i've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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gotta find my corner |
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gotta find my corner, yes i do |
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gotta find my corner |
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gotta find my corner of the sky, sky |
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gotta find my corner of the sky, sky |