| Yesterday’s world is a dream
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| Like a river that runs through my mind
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| Made of fields and the white pebble stream
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| That I knew as a child
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| Butterfly wings in the sun
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| Taught me all that I needed to see
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| For they sang, sang to my heart
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| «Oh look at me, oh look at me»
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| «Free as the wind, free as the wind»
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| «That is the way you should be»
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| Love was the dream of my life
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| And I gave it the best I know how
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| So it always brings tears to my eyes
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| When I think of it now
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| Gone like the butterfly days
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| And the boy that I once used to be
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| But my heart still hears a voice
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| Tellin' me «look, look and you’ll see»
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| «Free as the wind, free as the wind»
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| «That is the way you should be»
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| There’s no regret that I feel
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| For the bittersweet taste of it all
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| If you love, there’s a chance you may fly
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| If you fall, well you fall
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| Rather the butterfly’s life
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| To have lived for a day and been free
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| For my heart still hears that voice
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| Tellin' me «look and you’ll see»
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| «Free as the wind, free as the wind»
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| «That is the way you should be»
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| «Free as the wind, free as the wind»
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| «That is the way you should be» |