| Hair as long as a waterfall
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| Eyes as bright as the stars
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| He wonders why we are standing still
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| When we’ve traveled so far
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| Greets the sun every morning
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| And the moon every night
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| But everybody ignores him
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| They want their names up in lights
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| They want their names up in lights
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| He is a man with no name
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| In a world that has gone insane
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| And he’s waiting for us to fall
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| In love with love again
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| He remembers an era
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| Some now it call naive
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| Songs of flowers and freedom
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| They were living the dream
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| But as with much that was beautiful
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| It has vanished with time
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| Now he thinks that our brave new world
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| Has reached the end of the line
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| 'Cause we’ve lost our hearts and our minds
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| He is a man with no name
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| In a world that has gone insane
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| And he’s waiting for us to fall
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| In love with love again
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| He does not fear oblivion
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| Hope’s alive in his heart
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| 'Cause he knows at the end of the road
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| There will be a brand new start
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| He is a man with no name
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| In a world that has gone insane
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| And he’s waiting for us to fall
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| In love with love again |