| Call her «Kathy,»
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| Call her «someone's wife»
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| She’s got two beautiful kids
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| In the middle of a good life…
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| Say the world she loved come crashin' down
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| She whispered up at the sky as she lay on the ground
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open…
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open World
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| Call him «Eddie,»
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| Call him «someone's friend»
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| He has his common sense,
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| But no sense of direction…
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| Say he’s reached himself a halfway point
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| He stops a moment to think and then he lights up a joint
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open…
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open World
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| Up above you when you’re feelin' blue…
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| Do the stars in the heavens look confused to you?
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| If you’re going to a desert night,
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| It can make you feel alive… Alive…
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| Call it «livin'»
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| Call it «in and out»…
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| Let’s say it’s takin' a breath,
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| And maybe havin' just a few doubts…
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| Havin' questions… Havin' answers, too…
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| Don’t matter nearly as much as havin' someone to love…
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| (Vocal interlude)
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open…
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| Tiny people, with tiny problems
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| On a tiny planet in a Great Wide Open World…
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| …In a Great Wide Open World… |