| If ever a boy stood on the moon
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| All the heavens would call them angels 'round
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| Stop the tears from troubled sky’s…from
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| Falling… falling…falling
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| If ever the river could whisper your name
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| Would the choices you made still be the same?
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| Like a flower that dies from angry rain
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| Why do we hurt ourselves?
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| Where is the love that lets the sunlight in to start again?
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| The love that sees no color lines?
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| Life begins with love
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| So spread your wings and fly
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| Guide your spirit safe and sheltered
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| A thousand dreams that we can still believe
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| If ever a boy stood on the moon
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| Carrying all of his treasures from the stars
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| To a rainbow which leads to where we are
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| Together we’d chase the sun
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| Where is the love that lifts my brother’s voice to the skies?
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| The love that answers a mother’s cry?
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| Life begins with love
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| So spread your wings and fly
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| Guide your spirit safe and sheltered
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| A thousand dreams that we can still believe
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| A boy stood on the moon
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| The ancient souls can still discover
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| A thousand dreams that we can still believe
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| That we can still believe
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| We can still believe
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| We can still believe |