| Just another Monday morning
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| I’m pushing my way through the traffic jam
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| Nothing really seems to move
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| I’m trying to get ahead the best I can
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| I start thinking about my life
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| And about what let me get this far
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| Is a tiny little wheel inside a big machine
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| Really all we are
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| Not today
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| This day is mine
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| Everything’s just perfect
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| I can feel the whole world’s gently swinging my way
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| After all
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| That I’ve been through
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| All that lies behind me
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| It feels like there’s a whole new life and it’s just begun
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| I get right out of my car
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| I feel that I’ve got better things to do
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| Can’t see yet what that might be
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| But it’s a fact a change was overdue
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| I know it is not always wise
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| To simply run away
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| But I don’t mind the consequences
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| At least not today
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| This day is mine
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| Everything’s just perfect
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| I can feel the whole world’s gently swinging my way
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| After all
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| That I’ve been through
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| All that lies behind me
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| It feels like there’s a whole new life and it’s just begun
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| Ask yourself if you really are
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| The one you want to be
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| Look around and say if you see
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| What you wish there would be
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| Every now and then our balance slips away
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| Every now and then what we get isn’t worth the price we pay
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| I’m tired of trying to meet
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| Someone else’s expectations
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| For the price of missing my own
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| That just gave me frustration
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| That chase for money
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| Was a plan that surely had to fail
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| So my decision’s clear, from this day on I am
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| Not for sale
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| This day is mine
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| Everything’s just perfect
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| I can feel the whole world’s gently swinging my way
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| After all
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| That I’ve been through
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| All that lies behind me
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| It feels like there’s a whole new life and it’s just begun |