| Now I know how it feels to hold pure solid gold
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| Sleep in the arms of my only minute tiny world,
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| And right here in our arms you’ll stay,
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| ‘til you can find your own way.
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| Oh my son, stay curious my boy,
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| always ask where this road goes
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| Oh my son, stay curious my boy,
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| just outside your door,
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| you’ll find love where you don’t know.
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| You know that if you ever tried your love,
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| called out on me
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| If the old wind broke your mast,
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| I’ll sail out to sea
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| If you’ve fallen down,
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| you know that I’m here so you come on home to me.
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| Oh my son, stay curious my boy,
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| always ask where this road goes
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| Oh my son, stay curious my boy,
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| just outside your door,
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| you’ll find love where you don’t know.
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| You know that if you ever tried your love,
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| called out on me
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| If the old wind broke your mast,
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| I’d sail out to sea
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| If you’ve fallen down,
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| you know that I’m here so you come on home to me.
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| The day you pick up all your bags,
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| and lay down your toys
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| Oh my son, stay curious my boy |