| I still prayed we wouldn’t give it up
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| We were the wings of a hummingbird
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| But I grew tired as I would wait for lady luck
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| We were the blue in a newborn’s eye
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| I still prayed we could keep it up
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| We were the view from my childhood room
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| But I grew wise as I would look for lady luck
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| And follow yourself
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| And hope that you know where you’re going
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| And don’t question your steps
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| That lead you into the morning
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| You’ll bring a friend along the way
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| Your new life it starts today
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| It doesn’t always worked the way you planned it, well ok
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| We were the wear in my favorite shirt
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| I still prayed we could make it work
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| We were the lair for the baby cubs
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| But I grew strong as I prepared for lady luck
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| And follow yourself
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| And hope that you know where you’re going
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| And don’t question your steps
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| That lead you into the morning
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| You’ll meet a friend along the way
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| You can’t wait for each new day
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| It doesn’t always work the way you planned it
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| (I like it better this way)
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| It’s lady luck
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| It’s lady luck |