| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
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| Temperature is rising
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| High above the moon
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| At the speed I’m flying
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| I have to get there soon
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| I guess I’m losing contact
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| With tangible things
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| And now my head is blown-out
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| I’ve got to beat this thing.
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| Yeah, you’re a child of the sun
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| All of your world is tumblin'
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| Down around your heels
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| You got to catch Mother Nature
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| Catch Mother Nature
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| Catch Mother Nature on the run, baby
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| Yeah, you’re a child of the sun.
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| Flying through the air like Icarus
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| On the golden-feathered wings
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| Soaring high against the fire
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| Son, don’t burn away.
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| Yeah, you’re a child of the sun, baby
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| All of your world is tumblin'
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| Down around your heels
|
| You got to catch Mother Nature
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| Catch Mother Nature
|
| Catch Mother Nature on the run, baby
|
| Yeah, you’re a child of the sun.
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| Flying through the air like Icarus
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| On the golden-feathered wings
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| Soaring high against the fire
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| Son, don’t burn away. |