| Everything has its season
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| Everything has its time
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| Show me a reason
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| And I’ll soon show you a rhyme
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| Cats sit on the window sill
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| Children sit in the show
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| Why do I feel I don’t fit in Anywhere I go Rivers belong where they can ramble
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| Eagles belong where they can fly
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| I’ve got to be where my spirit can run free
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| Gotta find my corner, of the sky
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| Every man his daydreams
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| Every man has his goal
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| People like the way dreams have of Sticking to the soul
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| Rain comes after thunder
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| Winter comes after fall
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| Sometimes I think I’m not after
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| Anything at all
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| So many men seem destined
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| To settle for something small
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| But I, I won’t rest
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| 'Til I know I have it all
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| So don’t ask where I’m going
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| Just listen when I’m gone
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| Far away you’ll hear me singing
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| Softly to the dawn
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| Oh, rivers belong where they can ramble,
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| Oh, eagles belong where they can fly
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| I’ve got to be where my spirit can run free, yeah
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| Gotta find my corner, ooh of the sky, yeah (of the sky, yeah)
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| Rivers belong where they can ramble
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| Oh, eagles belong where they can fly (high)
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| Oh, I’ve got to be where my spirit can run free
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| Gotta find my corner
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| Gotta find my corner, yes I do Gotta find my corner
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| Gotta find my corner of the sky, sky
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| Gotta find my corner of the sky, sky |