| I have dreams of summer skies,
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| Close my eyes and think of things that make me glad,
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| Don’t see why I should be sad,
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| Every day, yeah,
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| Watch the sun turn red and green,
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| All I’ve seen is you.
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| And I’m sitting in my room,
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| Find a tune and make believe I’m on a star,
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| Got to find out where you are,
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| Why you stay,
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| Why you play your soft guitar from so far away,
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| I watch every sunrise,
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| Hear music change in pitch,
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| Hear whispers on the stage,
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| I’m just watching from my cage,
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| Every evening finds its wings,
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| Pretty things sound,
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| Dancing sounds of summer rain,
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| Takes me off the ground again,
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| Makes me high,
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| Don’t have time to sit around,
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| Might come down to you.
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| I watch every sunrise,
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| Hear music change in pitch,
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| Hear whispers on the stage,
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| I’m just watching from my cage,
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| You watch every sunrise,
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| Hear music change in pitch,
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| Hear whispers on the stage,
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| I’m just watching from my cage, |