| Somewhere in this lonely world
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| There is a place where I belong
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| And I have seen its fields and streams
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| They have been revealed in my dreams
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| But you see I cannot settle down
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| There’s just too much left unfound
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| I keep drifting like a cloud
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| On the wind, on the wind
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| Loved ones and friends lost along the way
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| I hope they have no ill words to say
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| 'Cause I have cried so many tears
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| Leaving behind precious hearts throughout the years
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| 'Cause you see I cannot settle down
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| There’s just too much left unfound
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| I keep drifting like a cloud
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| On the wind, on the wind
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| I must keep traveling on
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| To find the place where I belong
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| And if I travel 'til the day I die
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| I’ll make my home somewhere far beyond the sky
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| 'Cause you see I cannot settle down
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| There’s just too much left unfound
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| I keep drifting like a cloud
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| On the wind, on the wind
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| And you see I cannot settle down
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| There’s just too much left unfound
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| I keep drifting like a cloud
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| On the wind, on the wind
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| On the wind, on the wind |