| I started out the way most do Running on imagination
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| Out into a world that I was sure I knew
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| Add a dose of reality
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| And a little desperation
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| I became a stranger in a stranger land
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| Wherever I go, whatever I see
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| I still can feel the child carry me High on an ocean of innocence
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| 'Cause somewhere between
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| The truth and the dream
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| There is a moment in time
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| When you can touch what you left behind
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| Across the water
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| Across the water
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| Across the water
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| On a little higher ground
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| And so it goes with everyone
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| We’re not really all that different
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| The older that we get
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| It seems the less we know
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| We mortals all immortalize
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| After we apologize for
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| All the things we should have said
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| Or could have done
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| Wherever I go, whatever I see
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| High on an ocean of innocence
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| 'Cause somewhere between
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| The truth and the dream
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| There is a moment in time
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| When you can touch what you left behind Across the water
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| Across the water
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| Across the water
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| On a little higher ground
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| The way we were the dreams we had
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| Don’t ever really die
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| They watch us from a distance
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| As we wave good-bye
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| But now and then a backward glance
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| Reminds us that there’s still a chance
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| So we fill our sails and travel on Across the water
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| Every day in every life
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| Is open to interpretation
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| Thinkin' about what might have been
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| Is a waste of time
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| I don’t need to analyze
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| All my little contradictions
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| As long as I can find my way
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| Back home again
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| Across the water
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| Across the water
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| Across the water
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| On a little higher ground |