| They call me crazy, but I’m just waiting
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| For the world around me to change.
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| I’m thinking maybe if we look inside
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| We’ll find the love and peace of mind.
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| Can’t see the halos,
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| Can’t feel their wings, no.
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| But I got faith that the angels will sing
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven,
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| Streets we’re on are paved in gold.
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven
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| Free your mind and let it go.
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| Some call it lazy, but all that I’m saying
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| Is please don’t waste your time.
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| We can keep hating, but why not try saving
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| The love that is blind.
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| Can’t see the halos,
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| Can’t feel their wings, no.
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| But I got faith that the angels will sing
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven
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| Streets we’re on are paved in gold.
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven,
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| Free your mind and let it go.
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| (Whoa)
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| Let’s call it heaven.
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| Isn’t it precious?
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| Some say we’re dreaming, but we’re just believing.
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| (Whoa)
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven
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| Streets we’re on are paved in gold.
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| Walking on heaven, walking on heaven
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| Free your mind and let it go.
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| (Whoa)
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| Let’s call it heaven. |