| Someone said life is for the taking
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| Here I am with my hand out waiting for a ride
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| I’ve been living on my great expectations
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| What good is it when I’m stranded here
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| And the world just passess by Where are the signs to help me get out of this place
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| If I should stumble on my moment in time,
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| How will I know
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| If the story’s written on my face, does it show
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| Am I strong enough to walk on water
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| Smart enough to come in out of the rain
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| Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
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| Here I sit halfway to somewhere
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| Thinking about what’s in front of me and
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| what I left behind
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| On my own, supposed to be so easy
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| Is this what I’ve been after
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| Or have I lost my mind
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| Maybe this is my chance coming to take me away
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| If I should stumble on my moment in time,
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| How will I know
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| If the story’s written on my face, does it show
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| Am I strong enough to walk on water
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| Smart enough to come in out of the rain
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| Or am I a fool going where the wind blows
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| Here I am walking naked through the world
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| Taking up space, society’s child
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| Make room for me, make room for me,
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| make room for me Am I strong enough to walk on water
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| Smart enough to come in out of the rain
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| Or am I a fool
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| Going where the wind blows
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| Going where the wind blows
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| Going where the wind blows
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| Going where the wind blows |