| Used to be a time
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| We held the world
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| Wrapped 'round our finger tips
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| Laughing at what others missed. |
| Someday, yesterday
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| The magic we felt went away
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| Grow up somebody said… tell me where it’s gone
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| So I can go find it now. |
| I can’t live your way
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| Go ahead without me
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| I’ll find my own way
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| Some people fly… and some of us worry about touching
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| The sun with wings. |
| I know if I try I’ll get where I’m going
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| Keeping my eyes on the sky
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| The box you live within is strong and it’s up to you
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| To see beyond the comfort zone you’ve grown to love
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| There’s more to life than that. |
| The expectations
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| That you hold will keep you down and make you old
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| If you can’t see what I’m trying to say, maybe you just
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| Need to wear my shoes for awhile. |
| I can’t live your way
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| Go ahead without me
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| I’ll find my own way
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| Some people fly… and some of us worry
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| I’d risk it all to have wings
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| I know if I try I’ll get where I’m going
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| Keeping my eyes on the sky
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| While you sit there and think about it, there’s another
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| Unfolding their wings. |
| I can tell you what it’s like, but
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| Until you try, you’ll never see what I mean
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| Some people fly… and some of us worry
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| I’ll touch the sky with my wings
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| I know if I try I’ll get where I’m going
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| Keeping my eyes on the sky
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| Keeping my eyes, keeping my eyes on the sky |