| We dream of green, but now we’re gray
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| Up on a hill, down by the river
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| That river took my girl away
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| And I wonder, is something in the water make me wanting more?
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| Make me wanting more
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| A heartbreak and a hundred red balloons
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| Now I’m off the floor
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| So here I go
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| I’m coming up, it might be my calling, my calling
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| I’m coming up, it might be my time
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| I’m taking off, you might say I’m all in, I’m all in
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| I’ll send a postcard from the sky
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling
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| Oh, Cleopatra was a lover
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| But this world of mine is turning green
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| I’m sailing by the clouds above her
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| I’m finding out what all this means
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| And I wonder, is something in the water make me wanting more?
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| Make me wanting more
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| A heartbreak and a hundred red balloons, now I’m off the floor
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| So here I go
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| I’m coming up, it might be my calling, my calling
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| I’m coming up, it might be my time
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| I’m taking off, you might say I’m all in, I’m all in
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| I’ll send a postcard from the sky
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling
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| And I wonder, is something in the water make me wanting more?
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| Make me wanting more
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| A heartbreak and a hundred red balloons, now I’m off the floor
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| So here I go
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| I’m coming up, it might be my calling, my calling
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| I’m coming up, it might be my time
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| I’m taking off, you might say I’m all in, I’m all in
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| I’ll send a postcard from the sky
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| My calling, my calling
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| My calling, my calling |