| I have 2 brothers and a sister, and a mother
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| And a father, who taught us that we should
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| All love one another
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| We go to church on Sunday
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| In a little green hyundai
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| Have some grape juice and crackers
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| Then we start again on Monday;
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| And it’s all fine, and it’s all well
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| I really want to find what I believe for myself
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| ‘Cause when you’re gone
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| And I’m still here
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| I won’t have you to tell me that I should be there;
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| I’m tired of making excuses (oh oh oh)
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| Need to decide for myself…
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| What if I stumble? |
| What if I fall?
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| When I’m on my way to You
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| What if I need You? |
| Who do I call?
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| How do I know I’ll get through?
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| Because I don’t wanna ride the fence anymore
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| I wanna stand up, and shout it
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| And let it be known…
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| I have 2 fathers, and a sister and a brother
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| And a mother who taught us that we should
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| All do unto others
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| My homeroom teacher, always talks about her preacher
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| And she says she talks to God
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| But I don’t know if I believe her;
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| And it’s all fine, and it’s all well
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| I really want to find what I believe for myself
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| ‘Cause when you’re gone
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| And I’m still here
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| I won’t have you to tell me that I should be there;
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| I’m tired of making excuses (oh oh oh)
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| Need to decide for myself…
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| Bridge
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| And you can tell me
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| That I can’t make a difference ‘cause I’m just one
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| But one is all it takes to start it
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| And you can tell me
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| That I can’t change the world
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| Because I’m too young
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| But I won’t stand here and be your target
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| And you can push me
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| And try to knock me down, but I won’t listen, ‘Cause I’ve got
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| Nothing left to lose and, You can hate me, for Everything I’m not, But it
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| Won’t change this, ‘Cause Now that I’m here, I’m not moving
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| I’m tired of making excuses (oh oh oh)
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| Need to decide for myself… |