| Turn the pages back so I
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| Can sit and think about this life
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| Am I gonna be somebody?
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| Will the life I live have some meaning?
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| All I know is since I was a child
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| My imagination, it ran wild
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| Surrounded by all this mystery
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| I was going to be the one to find the meaning
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| And they say
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| «All the dreams that you made up
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| Won’t make you ever add up to much»
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| I did it for the dream to leave it
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| I’ve fought too hard to live with regret
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| I will find my way out, all by myself
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| And I don’t need your safe line (Whoa, whoa)
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| I’ll make mistakes, I’ll find my way
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| Turn the clocks back to a time
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| Where all these questions in my mind
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| Led me to a pen and paper
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| Fast forward to eight years later
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| Now it’s all that guides me
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| I see, this is my true calling
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| And I’ll do it my way
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| Change the world with every note I sing
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| And they say
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| «All the dreams that you made up
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| Won’t make you ever add up to much»
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| I did it for the dream to leave it
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| I’ve fought too hard to live with regret
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| I will find my way out all by myself
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| And I don’t need your safe line (Whoa, whoa)
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| I’ll make mistakes, I’ll find my way
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| I will find my way out all by myself
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| And I don’t need your safe line (Whoa, whoa)
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| I’ll make mistakes, I’ll find my way
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| Oh!
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| Oh!
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| Oh!
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| Oh!
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| 'Cause when it’s over, there’s no rewind
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| So live it up, don’t give it up now
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| The only thing we’re losing is our time
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| So live it up, don’t give it up now
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| And when it’s over there’s no rewind
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| So live it up, don’t give it up now
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| The only thing we’re losing is our time
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| So live it up, don’t give it up
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| And I will find my way out all by myself
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| And I will find my way out all by myself
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| And I don’t need your safe line (Whoa, whoa)
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| I’ll make mistakes, I’ll find my way
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| I will find my way out all by myself
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| And I don’t need your safe line (Whoa, whoa)
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| I’ll make mistakes, I’ll find my way |