| The buildings reach up to the sky
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| The traffic thunders on the busy street
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| The pavement slips beneath my feet
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| I walk alone and wonder
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| Who am I?
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| I close my eyes and I can fly
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| And I escape from all this worldly strife
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| Restricted by routine of life
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| But still I can’t discover
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| Who am I
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| I long to wake up in the morning
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| And find everything has changed
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| And all the people that I meet don’t wear a frown
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| But every day is just the same
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| I’m chasing rainbows in the rain
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| All the dreams that I believe in let me down
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| Maybe I’m reaching far too high
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| For I have something else entirely free
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| The love of someone close to me
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| Unfettered by the world that hurries by
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| Um, to question such good fortune
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| Who am I?
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| I long to wake up in the morning
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| And find everything has changed
|
| And all the people that I meet don’t wear a frown
|
| But every day is just the same
|
| I’m chasing rainbows in the rain
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| All the dreams that I believe in let me down
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| Maybe I’m reaching far too high
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| For I have something else entirely free
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| The love of someone close to me
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| Unfettered by the world that hurries by
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| To question such good fortune
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| Who am I? |