| For me, it’s too bright outside
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| If it is bright at all
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| The leaves are alive outside
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| But better when they fall
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| Living in a dream
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| Let’s see where this leads
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| To please is my nature, but
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| Perhaps to a fault
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be settled in the sun
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be happy being told you belong
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| Grace, I knew her once
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| She helped me stand up tall
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| And pride, he’s a funny friend
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| Who laughs before you fall
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| They’re telling me that I should drink up every drop
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| What does it mean now to be free?
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be settled in the sun
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be happy being told you belong
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| Struggle hand on throat
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| Doing as you’re told
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| I hope when you remember me
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| You’ll forget who I was
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| They told me that I should drink up every drop
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| What does it mean now to be free?
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be settled in the sun
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be happy being told you belong
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be settled in the sun
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be happy being told you belong
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| I wanna know what it feels like
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| To be settled in the sun |