| To the ones she needs on a ride I believe
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| «Take the chances while you’re young»
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| And the ones who too soon handed over
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| Now see what they’ve done…
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| The years have shown you our way the doormat face down wipe your feet on our
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| good graces… Take in their words and their meaning good intentions hand it
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| over take your places now…
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| To the ones she needs on a ride I believe
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| «Take the chances while you’re young»
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| And the ones who too soon handed over
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| Now see what they’ve done…
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| I’m a little bit tired… I’m a little bit jaded…
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| And I need someone to tell me «you can make it…»
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| I’m a little bit tired… I’m a little bit jaded…
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| And I need someone to tell me «you can make it…»
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| I know your fear and I still believe you can descend without the wings to fly…
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| And in time you’ll carry your food for ammunition compass strength across the
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| wire now…
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| To the ones she needs on a ride I believe
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| «Take the chances while you’re young»
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| And the ones who too soon handed over
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| Now see what they’ve done… |