| Hey lonely girl
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| Living in your spinning world
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| Can you hear me
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| Singing out so clearly?
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| I know my voice is small
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| Chances are it can’t go that far
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| But i’ve got a feeling
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| You can sense these six strings ringing
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| They’re calling out your name
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| Telling you it’s gonna be okay
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| Just keep on walking towards that sweet, sweet sunshine
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| It’s gonna dry your tears
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| And after moving for 28 years
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| You’re getting closer to the life you’ve always wanted
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| Anyway, i’m doing fine
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| I’ve been a busy bee
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| Been writing on the side
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| I’ve got this one tale
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| That i’d love for you to read
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| In chapter two the readers introduced to a girl like you
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| She lives way up in a tree
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| Next to a king sorta like me
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| And every morning when he hears her coo
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| He climbs out to his roof
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| With a cup of honey
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| And a smile full of shiners
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| He’s got it inside his head
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| If he’s patient then the branch will stretch
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| And she’ll come hopping down
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| Right onto his crooked crown
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| When he lowers her to his eye
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| They breathe each others air until their lungs get tired
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| It creates a melody
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| That gently kisses everything
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| And when the chorus passed
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| They both take a bow
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| And all the animals clap
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| She stretches out her wings
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| And says «i'll see you next spring»
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| Not too sure about the end
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| If they get married or just stay friends
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| But whatever happens
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| He’s just happy she found him
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| Sorry birdie, gotta cut this short
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| I think she wants to play
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| She’s scratching at my door
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| Just know we miss ya
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| Signed
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| XOXO, Panda |