| Last night’s the last time that I apologize
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| For looking at the world through open-minded eyes
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| Last night’s the last time that I say, «Sorry, I’m too young»
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| Now I’m older but I still think that there’s no life without fun
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| I hope that you don’t leave me at the table
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| If you need some time away just say the word
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| By the time we leave this town and if we’re able
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| We should run into the night when darkness lets us be heard
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| But I like the way you look with the lights shining on your face
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| They’re red and blue but it’s nice when it’s not you being chased
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| I’m fearing for my life but I know I’ll get what I want
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| And in the midst of strife I’ll sing the clearest melody
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| I hate to be the one who sits and watches cars go by
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| When the world is moving and there’s so much I can be
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| Last night you looked alright but now I’m scared that something’s gone
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| If you’ve changed your mind, could I trust you to tell me?
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| I pray that I’m forgiven for all I’ve done wrong
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| But I sing for all that’s happened and what will be
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| But I like it when you say that the world is a funny place
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| ‘Cause at every living moment you know just the thing to say
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| I’m fearing for my life but I know I’ll get what I want
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| And in the midst of strife I’ll sing the clearest melody
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| I hate to be the one who sits and watches cars go by
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| When the world is moving and there’s so much I can be
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| And I will try to be the one who knows that she is free
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| Why should I sit and wait when there’s so much I could create?
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| And I will fly so high and I don’t care that I might die
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| Oh don’t you close the door, I found something worth living for
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| I’m fearing for my life but I know I’ll get what I want
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| And in the midst of strife I’ll sing the clearest melody
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| I hate to be the one who sits and watches cars go by
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| When the world is moving and there’s so much I can be
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| And I will try to be the one who knows that she is free
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| Why should I sit and wait when there’s so much I could create?
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| And I will fly so high and I don’t care that I might die
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| Oh don’t you close the door, I found something worth living for |