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Now there is this day, a lot of things are changing |
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Can't just kick it away, got to get things right |
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Sometimes it happens fast and nothin' seems to last |
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The thing that I once started isn't mine anymore |
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I guess now it's my turn |
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You've got a face like a child, got a mind like a woman |
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Your smile is warm and tender |
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I hear the people say that I should stay away |
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From you and all the problems you might bring |
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They'll never know--you |
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Nobody ever knows what to do |
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They'll never see you cry |
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They'll never know why |
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Now it's your turn to break free |
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When you want it all you've got to see |
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Now it's your turn to break free |
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When you want the life, you've got to see what it means |
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See the little boy holding mama's hand |
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His eyes can see the things we've long forgotten |
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The world is easy now--and somehow |
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He's right |
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Until there is this day when Mickey Mouse must go away |
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It's your turn to break free. . . |
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This world is crying to be free |
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This world is dying can't you see |
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We need a turn to do it right |
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We need a mind-revolution |
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To get away from this selfishness |
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Stop playing blind--break free |
