| When I was a child
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| I dreamed like a child of wonder
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| With my back in the grass
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| My eyes to the sky to see
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| I believed in the stars
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| And I knew they cast a spell
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| That I was under
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| With my fingers in the dirt
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| I was part of the earth
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| Every living thing was part of me
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| But it’s gone
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| It’s gone
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| It’s gone
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| It’s gone, gone
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| I can’t feel it
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| I can’t feel it
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| Must’ve found a way
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| Out my back door
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| Must’ve run away
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| Out my back door
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| Because it’s gone, gone, gone
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| Then I fell in love
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| Love gave me a shot of pure desire
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| There was nothing else like this
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| This unimagined bliss, this ecstasy
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| Deep inside the night
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| I believed I saw the light
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| Ignite a fire
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| And it burned into the dark
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| It burned deep inside my heart
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| I thought it would burn eternally
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| But it’s gone
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| It’s gone
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| It’s gone
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| It’s gone, gone
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| I can’t feel it
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| I can’t feel it
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| Must’ve found a way
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| Out my back door
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| Must’ve run away
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| Out my back door
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| Because it’s gone, gone, gone
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| So I run into the street
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| And I’m shouting into the phone
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| Asking everyone I meet
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| I say: «Have you seen it on my doorstep?»
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| «Did you see it in my car?»
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| «Have you seen it in the alley?»
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| «Was it on the back of some guitar?»
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| «Is it sleeping in the hallway?»
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| «Does it cry all night alone?»
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| «Is it selling itself for money?»
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| «Does it want, does it want to come home?»
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| Then I saw the world
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| Wounded deep and curled up on my sidewalk
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| With the mouths all white and pale
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| Telling all their tales reality
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| So I picked up a sign
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| And I found a place in line
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| And I shouted: «No talk!»
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| The men all painted proud
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| Their words empty and loud
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| Are trying hard to sell my dream
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| And they tell me
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| It’s gone
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| They say it’s gone
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| The say it’s, it’s gone
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| Oh, but I can feel it
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| Oh, I wanna feel it
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| I can’t let it run away
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| Out my back door
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| I can’t let it run away
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| Out my back door
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| If I look out there
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| If I look out there every day
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| I can’t let it run away
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| I can’t let it run away
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| If I look out there every day |