| Sometimes I go down my street without a glance
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| And I long to see my childhood days again
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| Sometimes I can hardly even stay still
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| Needing something new behind the doors I go through
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| Sometimes I am hot and then I’m cold
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| When I know that there is something going on
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| In the places that we all have to go
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| Before we see the right that’s in a wrong
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| There are seven bridges to be crossed
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| Seven years of darkness to survive
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| Seven times in oceans to be lost
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| But then I’ll see the shining light
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| Sometimes seems the hands of time are standing still
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| Sometimes we all have the need to get away
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| And to sit in silence all by yourself
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| Sometimes hands can reach out to the world
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| Maybe lucky stars are on the way
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| Sometimes we are taking when we should give
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| And hate the things that we still really love
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| There are seven bridges to be crossed
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| Seven years of darkness to survive
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| Seven times in oceans you’ll be lost
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| And then you’ll see the shining light
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| There are seven bridges to be crossed
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| Seven years of darkness to survive
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| Seven times in oceans you’ll be lost
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| And then you will see the shining light
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| And then you will see the shining light |