| Deep inside the eyes of the innocent child
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| I witness the fire of life burning bright
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| And suddenly everything’s seeming to be said and done
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| To be as one
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| Without any word it is speaking to me
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| I’ve followed the blind and have unlearned to see
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| I’m rising from slumber, recalling the dreams I forgot
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| I wake up
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It all will be gone
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| Could you still remember
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| When your life began
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| Cherish the moment
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| Without a regret
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It’s never too late
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| The beard of the old man, all soaked with his tears
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| Each single one falling for one of his years
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| Of running the races, in quest of a place still unknown
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| It’s called home
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It all will be gone
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| Could you still remember
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| When your life began
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| Cherish the moment
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| Without a regret
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It’s never too late
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| Nothing lasts forever
|
| It all will be gone
|
| Could you still remember
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| When your life began
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| Cherish the moment
|
| Without a regret
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It’s never too late
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| Nothing lasts forever
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| It’s never too late |