| Never seen her glowing
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| All that bright she’s throwing like some aurora
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| From her head, it’s growing
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| Reaching to the ground
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| And all around like a Navajo blanket
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| Never heard her singing
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| Now she’s gently ringing like copper wind chimes
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| What on earth is bringing up this stream?
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| The cat who got the cream is licking her lips
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| And smiling like her Cheshire cousin
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| She claims she’s found a way to make her own light
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| All you do is smile, you banish the night
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| She says she’s burning with optimism’s flames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning up all her guilts and shames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning with optimism’s flames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning up
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| Burning up
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| Now you see I’m smiling
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| Back to juveniling
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| I learnt her lesson, in like flint and styling
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| All the world is neatly curled
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| Around my littlest finger
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| I can’t stop this grinning
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| So assume I’m winning
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| Threw pessimism in the air, it’s spinning
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| Crashing to the floor and nevermore will it lure me away
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| With sweets and shiny things just like a magpie
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| She claims she’s found a way to make her own light
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| All you do is smile, you banish the night
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| She says she’s burning with optimism’s flames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning up all her guilts and shames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning with optimism’s flames, away, away
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| She says she’s burning up
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| She’s burning up
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| Now every bird and bee, just fuel the fire for me
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
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| Now every closing door just fan the flames some more
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She claims she’s found a way to make her own light
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| All you do is smile, you banish the night
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| She says she’s burning with optimism’s flames, away
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| She says she’s burning up all her guilts and shames, yeah
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| She says she’s burning with optimism, optimism’s flames, hey
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| She says she’s burning up
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| Burning up
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| Burning up
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| Now I’m thinking okay
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| I’m turning night into day |