| I was in quest of my own felicity
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| And on, and on my way, I met a pine cone
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| We talked, talked a lot and became friends
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| Together, we were looking for happiness
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| Happiness, happiness
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| And sometimes, I was afraid
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| But the pine cone gave me strength
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| Every time I was drifting
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| The pine cone was my signpost
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| In spite of tears, in spite of fears
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| I’m going my way, I will go my way
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| In spite of glances, in spite of trouble
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| I’m going my way, I will go my way
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| The pine cone showed to me
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| The goal which I was fighting for
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| And every time I needed some support
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| It was there and it showed me it’s love
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| It’s love, it’s love
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| And sometimes, I was afraid
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| But the pine cone gave me strength
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| Every time I was drifting
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| The pine cone was my signpost
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| In spite of tears, in spite of fears
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| I’m going my way, I will go my way
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| In spite of glances, in spite of trouble
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| I’m going my way, I will go my way |