| No more compromise
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| Time to take control
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| Maybe the answer lies up ahead
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| On this road
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| Time to take a look
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| Step out on the edge
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| Face the fears that lie below
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| Cause I’m not looking back, oh no
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| But I’m just hoping that
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| It’s in our hands, in our hands
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| Every day seems like a Rodeo (ah ah)
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| We get pulled from side to side
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| Like branches in the wind
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| We headed for the coast
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| Getting all misty-eyed
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| Stared out across the ocean rain
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| Somehow we forgot
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| Moments we can’t deny
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| The soundtrack to our lives, lives
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| Cause I’m not looking back, oh no
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| But I’m just hoping that
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| It’s in our hands, it’s in our hands
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| Every day seems like a Rodeo (ah ah)
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| We get pulled from side to side
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| Like branches in the wind
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| She said… oh, oh, oh, oh
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| But I’m not looking back
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| We get pulled from side to side
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| Like branches in the wind
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| It’s in our hands, it’s in our hands
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| Do you ever feel like letting go
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| As we get pulled from side to side
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| Like branches in the wind
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| Like branches in the wind |