| Can’t put out the fire with my bare hands
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| Not even I need to understand how
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| I’m getting there
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| Said a prayer with broken wings
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| Hoping to move toward greater things now
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| And face the fear
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| That I’m driftin'
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| Closer toward the skyline
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| Lookin' down on my life
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| Tryin' to get just one thing right
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| The second I start second guessing
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| Let go like a confession
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| Seeing what I was born to find
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| Flying for the first time
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| I was the kind who played it safe
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| Wouldn’t take a risk or leap of faith not
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| Before the leap?
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| Fear has a way of playing games
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| Go a little, go your separate ways
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| But as for me
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| I’m driftin'
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| Closer toward the skyline
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| Lookin' down on my life
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| Tryin' to get just one thing right
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| The second I start second guessing
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| Let go like a confession
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| Seeing what I was born to find
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| Flying for the first time
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| Led to the open flame
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| Barely escaped
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| Now I’ll never be the same
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| I’m driftin'
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| Closer toward the skyline
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| Lookin' down on my life
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| Tryin' to get just one thing right
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| The second I start second guessing
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| Let go like a confession
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| Seeing what I was born
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| I’m driftin'
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| Closer toward the skyline
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| Lookin' down on my life
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| Tryin' to get just one thing right
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| The second I start second guessing
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| Let go like a confession
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| Seeing what I was born to find
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| Flying for the first time
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| Flying for the first time
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| I put out the fire with my bare hands |