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Sometimes |
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I wonder what made me leave it |
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The water in the deep sea |
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The crystal chain |
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Sometimes |
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I look to the |
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WestAnd I wonder what made me leave it |
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And the dream |
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I had of something to grow old to |
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Now I lost it |
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Oh I love the rhythm |
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The pounding of my heart |
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I'm a drum, |
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I'm a drum now |
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It is what makes me human |
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Oh a beat to the bone |
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Oh I am a drum |
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It's the heart, it's the heart |
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It is what makes me human |
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Sometimes |
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I look to the |
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EastAnd I wonder when will she reach me |
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The very core of me, |
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I will have to cross that river |
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Oh I love the rhythm |
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The pounding of my heart |
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I'm a drum, |
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I'm a drum now |
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It is what makes me human |
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Oh a beat to the bone |
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Oh I am a drum |
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It's the heart, it's the heart |
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It is what makes me human |
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For every footstep, it's getting hard to turn back |
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And did I ever know where |
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I came from? |
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And do I know where |
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I'm heading at? |
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For every footstep, it's getting hard to look back |
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And did I ever know where |
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I came from? |
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And do I want what |
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I'm heading for? |
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Oh ask yourself, do you? |
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Oh I love the rhythm |
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The pounding of my heart |
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I'm a drum, |
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I'm a drum now |
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It is what makes me human |
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Oh a beat to the bone |
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Oh I am a drum |
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It's the heart, it's the heart |
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It is what makes me human--- |
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Oh, I have to cross that river--- |
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Oh, I have to cross that river--- |
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Oh, I have to cross that river |
