| So when you say you’re young, yearning, long gone from this old scene,
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| I am where now, shift thought here,
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| Dearly I, see what you always wanted,
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| Time to find, my way home,
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| Your plans to turn it round, went way out, way out, way out,
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| Finally, hearing your words as freedom,
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| Here I will, take to your way, your way, your way, your way,
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| Sends me to review, my place in the front line,
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| No more to ask, perfect time before I haplessly spend a lifetime,
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| Denying your way, your way, your way, your way,
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| Your way, your way, your way, your way,
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| Oooooooh (a bunch of times) |