| We saw the colours shining from that little treehouse window
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| The morning light would rise above the golden hills and meadows
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| And all the birds sang songs around the place we called home
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| We never thought the wind would blow cold
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| The summer sun would shine upon that house among the treetops
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| We felt the warmth within the wind and never thought the leaves would drop
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| When they fell you felt the cold and closed the doors to hide your heart
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| You know it can’t keep beating in the dark
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| Lift up your head, break down the walls
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| Don’t stop pushing till they fall
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| At first the sun might hurt your eyes
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| But soon you’ll see the beauty in the light
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| Remember how the winter ends, ice turns to flowing water
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| And all the leaves come out again long nights start getting shorter
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| You see there’s always some way back don’t close the doors to hide your heart
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| You know it can’t keep beating in the dark
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| Lift up your head, break down the walls
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| Don’t stop pushing till they fall
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| At first the sun might hurt your eyes
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| But soon you’ll see the beauty in the light
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| It shines upon the hills and valleys
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| Illuminates a path through the pine trees
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| Reflecting all the light that’s free to find in this life
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| Lift up your head, break down the walls
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| Don’t stop pushing till they fall
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| At first the sun might hurt your eyes
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| But soon you’ll see the beauty in the light
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| Lift up your head, break down the walls
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| Don’t stop pushing till they fall
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| At first the sun might hurt your eyes
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| But soon you’ll see the beauty in the light |