| Listen and hear each word
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| Stop or you’ll miss the birds
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| They sing in the top of the trees
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| Sometimes when you look you can’t see
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| But up there you will know that it’s round
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| You’re living too close to the ground
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| Come where the lights are grand
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| Leave now without a plan
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| You can get away if you choose
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| Confess you, you’ve nothing to lose
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| And I can show you where it’s found
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| You’re living too close to the ground
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| You’ve nothing to lose…
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| Brush so you pass it by
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| Don’t let it catch your eye
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| Don’t stop you might look a fool
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| Standing with love in your eyes
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| Trying hard to believe what you’ve found
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| You’re living too close to the ground
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| I once held him close to me
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| Listened and heard him breathe
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| Just like I’ve done all my life
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| His heart was the image of mine
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| Oh, but my wings just couldn’t be found
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| I was living too close to the ground
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| His heart was the image of mine
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| I was living too close to the ground |