| Like hidden gemstones in the warm sand
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| We all wish to drift away
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| Silver sunshine in my cold hands
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| The moon’s a mirror on my day
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| Willow trees under the gold sky
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| And California shows her age
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| A picture in my pocket from a long lost lover
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| To keep with me on my way
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| The more you wander, the more you learn
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| The more you love, the less you’ll hurt
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| No matter what you do or where you stand
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| The world is in the palm of your hand, the palm of your hand
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| Plant the seed and let the flower grow
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| Stop stealing diamonds 'cause they’re
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| They’re just a stone
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| The world will give us all an equal chance
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| It’s all in the palm of your hand
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| The more you wander, the more you learn
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| The more you love, the less you’ll hurt
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| No matter what you do or where you stand
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| The world is in the palm of your hand, the palm of your hand |