| Maybe somebody don’t see it like I do
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| Maybe somebody want me to paint the sky blue
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| I don’t really care, at least not today
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| For today was the start of another day
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| Can you imagine what’s been goin' on
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| Put your hand in the fire
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| And you feel the storm
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| One small cross stood at the edge of the road
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| My shoulder’s are weary to carry the load
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| Can we reach the summit, my head to the sky
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| My body and spirit are freedom’s cry
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| There are no chains so let me run
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| For all of my life I will chase the sun
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| Both you and I we chase the sun
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| O no, my eyes can see a world that shines
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| And maybe I’m a drifter
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| But I’d rather be than to fall in line
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| O the water wears the stone you know
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| Don’t take away from me
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| Don’t take away, everywhere I go
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| Don’t take away everything I do
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| Every little thing I do
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| There are no heroes, no rebels here
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| How the water runs deep
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| Where the brook is clear
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| So don’t be afraid at the sound of the gun
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| It’s better for me to follow the sun
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| When all I say only means one thing
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| Naked eye discovering
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| To raise my fist and stand as one
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| For all of my life I will chase the sun
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| Both you and I we chase the sun
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| Chase the sun
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| Chase the sun |