| Gracefully she’s circling higher.
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| She has the wind beneath her wings
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| And looks down on us She said:
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| «Robbed of my innocence, had no more time to play. |
| I sure got my feathers
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| burned, but I’m stronger than the flames.»
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| Here she comes, here she comes.
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| I’ve been waiting for so long.
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| Here she comes
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| Rose again from the flames
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| My little Phoenix
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| Eternity is set in her eyes
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| Throwing sparks back at the world that’ll never die.
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| And I think:
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| «She has robbed of her innocence, had no moro time to play. |
| She’s only a little
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| girl, but she stronger than the flames»
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| Here she comes, here she comes.
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| I’ve been waiting for so long.
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| Here she comes
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| Rose again from the flames
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| My little Phoenix
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| You’ve got to get close to the flame to see
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| What it’s made of You’ve got to get close to the flame to see what you are made of.
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| Here she comes, here she comes.
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| I’ve been waiting for so long.
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| Here she comes
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| Rose again from the flames
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| My little Phoenix |