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She is a kaleidoscope |
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Of colour, soul and sound |
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The girl she was when she was young |
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Is nowhere to be found |
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Every time she ever loved |
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And every time she ever sinned |
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They're nothing but reflexions |
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Of the people she's been |
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She has worn a hundred masks |
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She'll wear a hundred more |
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Many days she's got to ask |
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What she does it for |
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Call her a chameleon |
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Call her what you choose |
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Even a rose can get the blues |
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She is nowhere |
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She longs for home |
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The other night she had a dream |
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Her innocence and light |
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Were taken from her long ago |
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But it showed her how to fight |
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Hey you two dimensional |
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Running from your hopes |
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You tell yourself it means that you are free |
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She is a kaleidoscope |
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Of colour, soul and sound |
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The girl she was when she was young |
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Is nowhere to be found |
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Call her a cameleon |
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Call her what you choose |
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Even a rose can get the blues |
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She is nowhere |
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She longs for home |
