| My world was a boring, dull illusion
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| Confined by the highway and my walls and floors and doors
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| I didn’t know that I could see
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| Through a window that leads to your world
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| My world was a land of complication
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| The urban surroundings were yet easy to portray
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| A street is always gray
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| And I dreamed of locations far away
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| Your world has exciting shapes and sounds
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| Your world is a land without any bounds
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| Your world offers all I need to be free
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| I’m flying high with another smile from your world
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| I lay in a sleepless, deep confusion
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| The skyline was coated in a curious shade of blue
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| Everything was new on the day that forever changed my view
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| Your world loosens up my burdened mind
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| Your world has my brain and soul realigned
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| Your world meaning trees and coloured skies
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| Beautifying all that I ever saw in your world
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| In your world
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| Your world and my world
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| Were two worlds apart
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| My world was a boring, dull illusion
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| Confined by the highway and my walls and floors and doors
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| I didn’t know what I could find
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| Through a window that leads to your world
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| By the window that leads to your world
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| From the window that leads to your world
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| Through the window that leads to your world |