| It was a theme she had
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| On a scheme he had
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| Told in a foreign land
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| To take life on earth
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| To the second birth
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| And the man was in
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| Command
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| It was a flight on the wings
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| Of a young girls dreams
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| That flew too far away
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| And we could make the monster live again
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| Oh hands move and heart beat on
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| Now life will return in this electric storm
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| A prophecy for a fantasy
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| The curse of a vivid mind
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| Don’t push too far
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| Your Dreams are china in your hand
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| Don’t wish too hard
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| Because they may come true
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| And you can’t help them
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| You don’t know what you might
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| Have set upon yourself
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| China in your hand
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| Come from greed
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| Never born of the seed
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| Took life from a barren hand
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| On eyes wide
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| Like a child in the form of a man
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| A story told
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| A mind of his own
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| An omen for our time
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| We take a flight on the wings of fantasy
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| Then you push too far
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| And make your dreams reality
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| Yeah! |
| china in your hand
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| But they’re only dreams
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| And you shouldn’t push too far |