| Angels flyin', wind at our heels
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| Serpents glidin', nothin' revealed
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| Flew back circles, I believe, I believe
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| It’s my beginning, whoa-oh-oh
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| Gone are those winters, gone are those days
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| Gone are those choices to be recklessly brave
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| I’m guided by angels, decided by choice
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| It’s my beginning, whoa-oh-oh
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| I believe, I believe, I believe
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| We are young, we can fly, we are free
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| Take a chance, take a chance and see
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| I believe, come believe in me
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| Honeymoon waters, Honeymoon Bay
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| Safe to assume now that we’re on our way
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| Sweetwater turtle, mingly roads
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| It’s our beginning, whoa-oh-oh
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| And dreaming stories etched in the stone
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| Time to dream now and create our own
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| We’re guided by angels, decided by choice
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| It’s our beginning, whoa-oh-oh
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| I believe, I believe, I believe
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| We are young, we can fly, we are free
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| Take a chance, take a chance and see
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| Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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| I believe, come believe in me
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| Whoa-oh-oh
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| Oh, oh…
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| (We're guided by angels, decided by choice)
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| Come believe in me
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| (We're guided by angels, decided by choice)
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| (We're guided by angels, decided by choice)
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| Come believe in me, yeah
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| (We're guided by angels, decided by choice) |