| And I sat right down on the hard, hard ground
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| And I knew this was the finding of myself
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| And my life stood still and I looked around
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| And I saw for the first time who I am
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| And the whole world started singing
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| As the last, last song went down
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| And the whole world started laughing
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| As the sun sprang from the ground
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| And the whole world started crying
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| As the rain came falling down
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| And we all just stood there watching
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| As the world went round and round
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| There’s a time that’s made for living
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| There’s a time that’s made for pain
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| And you feel the world turn over
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| And it brings you back again
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| As a tiny child-like figure
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| You are staring face to face
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| With the one who is the giver
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| And you turn to take your place
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| And the whole world started singing
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| As the last, last song went down
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| And the whole world started laughing
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| As the sun sprang from the ground
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| And the whole world started crying
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| As the rain came falling down
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| And we all just stood there watching
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| As the world went round and round |