| As I wake up everyday with no new songs to play
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| feeling like I aught to pack my bag and run.
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| My imagination flies to some other sunny skies
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| where I felt so good and everything was done.
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| And my time was my own.
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| And my heart felt so free.
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| Come On!
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| I don’t mind a little rain, but it doesn’t seem the same
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| when the clouds shut out your beauty from my eyes.
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| There’s a storm inside my head and I know it doesn’t leave
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| till I clear a day when nobody will cry.
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| I can’t stand here alone
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| and I need to be free.
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| Free!
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| So bring fire and bring steel, for you know the way I feel.
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| Bring a silver horse to carry me away.
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| I’m no stranger, I’m a friend and my pain will never end
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| till the world will let us live out lives as one.
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| And our time is our own. |