| I’d like to lose all time again
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| And look for trees to climb again
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| Recite a little rhyme again
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| And dream a reckless dream
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| For someone I’ve exiled in me
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| Awoke today
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| And smiled in me
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| I need to find the child in me again
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| Oh, I know that we all grow older
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| Grow sadder
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| Grow wiser
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| Grow colder
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| Grow up
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| So I look for myself
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| Leaving no stone unturned
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| Oh, I need to recapture the truths I’ve unlearned
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| The honesty
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| The open face
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| The simple faith and easy grace
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| I didn’t see the time erase
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| The child I used to be
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| I’ll have to wait a while and see
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| She may come back in style in me
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| I need to find the child in me again
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| La, la, la
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| La, la, la
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| Oh, I know that we all grow older
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| Grow sadder
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| Grow wiser
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| Grow colder
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| Grow up
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| So I look for myself
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| Leaving no stone unturned
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| Oh, I need to recapture the truths I’ve unlearned
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| To find myself a child again
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| To meet the morning mild again
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| To run headlong and wild again
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| Into a dawning dream
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| It seems like such a precious thing
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| A peace beyond imagining
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| But winter will give way to spring again |
| It seems like such a precious thing
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| A peace beyond imagining
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| But she’ll awake and smile in me
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| And she’ll need to be reconciled in me
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| I need to find the child in me again
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| I need to find the child in me again |