| I’m going to an island
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| Where the sun will always shine
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| Where the moon is always riding on the sea;
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| And when I go I’ll leave behind
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| These chains that hold me down
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| The time has come to set my spirit free
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| Ah, ah … I will
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| And there beside a mountain stream
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| I’ll build a house of stone
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| And work the wood of cedar, pine and fir
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| And then I’ll make a garden
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| And I’ll plant a field of corn
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| Press my hands deep into Mother Earth
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| Ah, ah … I will
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| Yes I will
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| Oh I will
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| Just to be a part of Nature once again
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| I want to be a part of Nature once again
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| And I will…
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| And then I’ll teach my children love
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| Like every father should
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| For we are part of every living thing
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| And speak of half-forgotten words
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| Like peace and joy and good
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| For the world can only live when love can sing
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| Ah, ah … I will
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| Oh, yes I will
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| I will
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| And they will be a part of Nature once again
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| Oh they will feel a part of Nature once again
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| The time is now
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| Just to be a part of Nature once again
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| And I will, ah ah, someday I will, (someday I will) |