| You say that you’re living in the shadows —
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| There’s no shadows if you don’t have light.
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| Your heartbeat’s beating out the tempo.
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| Are you running out or running out of time?
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| Go find your own horizon and your own sun
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| And walk to the beat of your own drum.
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| Don’t let them tell you what’s the right direction,
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| Don’t you listen when they tell you that you’re wrong.
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| The only thing you see in your reflection
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| Is the only one that matters when it’s all said and done.
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| And it’s time you realize that you’re holding tight
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| But love is sometimes letting go.
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| Now find your own horizon and your own sun
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| And march to the beat of your own drum.
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| Your own drum
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| You say that you’re living in the shadows —
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| But there’s no shadows if you don’t have light.
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| And it’s time you realize that you’re holding tight
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| But love is sometimes letting go.
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| Now find your own horizon and your own sun
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| And run to the beat of your own drum.
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| And it’s time you realize that you’re holding tight
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| But love is sometimes letting go.
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| Now find your own horizon and your own sun
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| And run to the beat of your own drum.
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| And run to the beat of your own drum
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| And run to the beat of your own drum |