| I remeber barefoot creek and rolled up huckleberyy jeans.
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| And posters hanging on the wall of heros that would never fall.
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| Summer nights and kick the can, huffy bikes, and peter pan.
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| But baby this aint neverland no baby this aint never land.
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| Yeah maybe lifes not what I thought itd be.
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| Its nothing like my childhood fantasies.
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| Its harder than I couldve known.
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| But higher than my hopes could float and better than I ever couldve dreamed.
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| More villans and sad endings I suppose.
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| But Ill take the thorns for this beautiful rose.
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| Well I heard you can make God laugh by telling him the plans you have.
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| And now I know that to be true cause I could never dream of you.
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| Praise the Lord theres something more than what we think we’re fighting for.
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| And think what we’d be missing if we only got what we were wishing for.
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| Yeah maybe lifes not what I thought itd be.
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| Its nothing like my childhood fantasies.
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| Its harder than I couldve known.
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| But higher than my hopes could float and better than I ever couldve dreamed.
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| More villans and sad endings I suppose.
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| But Ill take the thorns for this beautiful rose.
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| Instutmental)
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| Well maybe lifes not what i thought its be.
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| Nothing like my childhood fantasies.
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| Its harder than i couldve known.
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| But higher than my hopes could float and better than i ever couldve dreamed.
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| More villans and sad endings I suppose.
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| But I’ll take the thorns for this beautiful rose.
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| Ill take the thorns for this beautiful rose.
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