| Can you hear a big bird singing
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| Somewhere in the black of your mind
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| It’s loud enough to make you wonder
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| Can I please hear it one more time
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| Saying I’ll never leave you
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| Call me and I’m on my way
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| Somehow I can always see you
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| And I can feel you in me everyday
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| You say you travel on a winding road
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| It’s long enough to wrap you up
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| How can you tell if it’s real
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| The way it touches is sure hard to feel
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| Too much of nothing can hurt you
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| And too little hurt even worse
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| I wonder if I’ll ever get to you
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| Or if you’ll have to get to me first
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| Into the street of the city
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| Where we don’t have to think so hard
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| And we don’t have to worry now do we
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| Just look at the world from a hole in the wall
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| While on your way to see a troubled friend
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| You loose your way and never see her again
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| I think I know how it feels
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| The way it touches is sure hard to feel
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| Too much of nothing can hurt you
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| And too little hurt even worse
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| I wonder if I’ll ever get to you
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| Or if you’ll have to get to me first
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| Into the street of the city
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| Where we don’t have to think so hard
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| And we don’t have to worry now do we
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| Just look at the world from a hole in the wall
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| Look and see a sky is forming
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| Holding so many rains
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| It makes you feel real lonely
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| And the feeling is like a ball and chain
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| Down on the street of the city
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| Where you don’t have to think so hard
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| You don’t have to worry now do you
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| Just look at the world from a hole in the wall
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| You put in the back of your head now
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| Save it for another time
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| And when it gets to heavy to carry
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| You may always put it down on mine
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| I promise I’ll never leave you
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| Call me and I’m on my way
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| Somehow I can always see you
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| And I can feel you in me everyday |