| For his eyes, are misty with tears
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| And he cries, for a love that he knew
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| But it’s through
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| And he sighs, only echoes his fears
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| For this little man doesn’t know what to do
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| He can fly, he can go to the moon
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| Change the sky, to a red from a blue
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| And it’s true, he can stop
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| He’s tomorrow too soon
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| Yet this little man doesn’t know what to do
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| It’s not easily seen, that the heart of a man
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| In a world without love, can be cruel
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| But if we try and we try then we just understand
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| We’re like this, little man me and you wooh ooh wooh
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| It’s not easily seen, that the heart of a man
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| In a world without love, can be cruel
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| But if we try and we try and we just understand
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| We’re like this, little man me and you ooh wooh ooh |