| I’m driving around town
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| Kinda bored with the windows rolled down
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| See a girl on the bus stop bench
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| Dressed to draw attention
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| Hoping everyone will stare
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| If she don’t stand out she thinks she’ll disappear
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| Wish I could hold her, tell her, show her
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| What she wants is already there
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| A star is a star
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| It doesn’t have to try to shine
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| Water will fall
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| A bird just knows how to fly
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| You don’t have to tell a flower how to bloom
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| Or light how to fill up a room
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| You already are what you are
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| And what you are is beautiful
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| Heard a story the other day
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| Took place at the local VA
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| A father talking to his dying son
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| This was his conversation
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| «It's not supposed to be like this
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| You can’t go first I can’t handle it»
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| The boy said «Dad now don’t you cry
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| Remember when I was a child what you used to tell me when I’d ask why?»
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| (You'd say) Gravity is gravity
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| It doesn’t try to pull you down
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| Stone is stone
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| It can’t help but hold its ground
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| The wind just blows, though you can’t see
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| It’s everywhere like I’ll always be
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| You already are what you are
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| And what you are is strong enough
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| Look in the mirror
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| Now that’s another story to tell
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| I give love to others
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| But I give myself hell
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| I’d have to tell myself
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| «In every seed there’s a perfect plant»
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| Everything I hoped to be
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| I already am
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| A flower is a flower
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| It doesn’t have to try to bloom
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| And light is light
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| Just knows how to fill a room
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| And dark is dark
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| So the stars have a place to shine
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| The tide goes out
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| So it can come back another time
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| Goodbye makes hello so sweet
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| And love is love so it can teach us
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| We already are what we are
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| And what we are is beautiful
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| And strong enough
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| And good enough
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| And bright enough |