| The innocence of childhood
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| Should remain throughout my life
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| Then the freedom I’ve been gifted
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| Can surround me day and night
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| I can give my hand to others
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| Who can’t reach to find their way
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| And be more than just a stranger
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| To the ones I love each day
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| The comfort of a good friend
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| Could be all I need to find
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| To embrace the world around me
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| Give myself some valued time
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| I will share in equal measures
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| All the problems of my day
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| As I wade the troubled water
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| That might rush my life away
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| Daisies and buttercups shadows from the sun
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| Innocence in paradise a time for everyone
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| Faith, mighty faith
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| The promise no one sees
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| The days pass so quickly
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| They will never wait for me
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| The expectancy of old age
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| As the journey nears home
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| Disbelieving my reflection
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| Knowing that I’m on my own
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| On this road that keeps on winding
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| Feeling that it won’t be long
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| Until the final destination
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| Holds my hand and leads me on |