| No teacher to follow
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| No prophet to tell me how
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| But I know what I want
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| I know what I want now
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| Like water, it rushes
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| It’s the last thing you see
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| When you close your eyes
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| It’s the one place you want to be
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| But if it doesn’t brush my shoulder
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| And it doesn’t beat my heart
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| That’s not what I want, no
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| That’s not where I will start
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| I never kissed somebody
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| So that they would break my heart
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| That’s not what I want
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| If you don’t know what you’re missing
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| 'cause you don’t know where to start
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| Follow your wishing heart
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| I was restless, I was restless
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| I was restless, I was restless
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| I just want this to be good
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| I just want this to be good
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| But you don’t understand
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| You don’t understand me
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| And I want to be understood
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| But if it doesn’t brush my shoulder
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| And it doesn’t beat my heart
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| That’s not what I want, no
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| That’s not where I will start
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| I never kissed somebody
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| So that they would break my heart
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| That’s not what I want
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| If we all leap before
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| We crawl, we might fall
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| And it’s not always candy
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| Spun from head to heart
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| And it’s not always meant to be
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| And it’s not always up to me
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| But if it doesn’t brush my shoulder
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| And it doesn’t beat my heart
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| That’s not what I want, no
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| That’s not where I will start
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| I never kissed somebody
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| So that they would break my heart
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| That’s not what I want
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| If you don’t know what you’re missing
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| 'cause you don’t know where to start
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| You don’t know what you’re missing
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| Follow your wishing heart |