| Molly cries in the middle of the ice rink
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| Her friends are paying her no mind
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| The blades are spinning awfully close to the side
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| So I speed to offer her embrace
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| She says, ‘Where'd you learn to go that fast?'
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| It’s not like I was moving all that quickly
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| But to her, I was on a rocket
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| Passing galaxies of light and wonder
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| And free is what I want to be with her next to me
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| We laid down in the grass one day
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| Speaking nothing, feeling late
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| The clouds were magnets for our sister eyes
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| And then Sue Palumbo swung a club
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| And dragons came and challenged us
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| So I stood up straight, and I offered her this song
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| But, how was I supposed to make
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| A piece of art with that at stake?
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| And what without at least a pen and paper?
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| I am sure that she sees me well
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| Her heart is huge, everyone can tell
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| The days are passing, and there’s no stopping it at all
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| How many times have I fallen victim?
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| Gave myself the answers but never the questions
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| Do you ever feel as I do?
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| Shake your head, and breathe if you want to
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| I just want to love my family
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| Hold my shelter and lie in the symmetry
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| I just want to hold my family
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| I just want to love my family
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| Hold my shelter and lie in the symmetry
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| I just want to hold you, Molly |