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You count on the birds, you count on the birds, |
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you count on them to represent your longing. |
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You count on the birds, you count on the birds, |
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you count on them to represent your longing. |
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Suddenly last summer the outdoors has gone warmer. |
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The sun would go down lo longer. |
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The birds didn't have to go to Sahara. |
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You can watch the birds and you can count the birds, |
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but don't count on them to represent your longing. |
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You can watch the birds and you can count the birds, |
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but don't count on them to represent your longing. |
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The lazy birds move nowhere. |
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Sitting in a field, flapping their wings. |
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What fun it is to watch them if they never went. |
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Been hiding lately. Been out of function. |
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Been hibernating. Been looking at birds. |
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Burdened by something I have to get rid of. |
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Been making myself a better world. |
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Now please call the boys, please call the boys. |
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Tell them to put on their dancing shoes now. |
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Tomorrow will set me off along a thousand roads. |
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See I make everything new now. |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go, go, go, go, go! |
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Oh, look mere Mama, look at the birds. |
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The movement has moved inward. |
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The feathers are shaking and the beaks are chattering |
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Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds? |
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Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds? |
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Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds? |
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Now do you like to watch, like to watch the birds? |
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Now please call the boys, please call the boys. |
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Tell them to put on their dancing shoes now. |
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Tomorrow will set me off along a thousand roads. |
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See I make everything new now. |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go. It's the going I'm after! |
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I wannna go, go, go, go, go, go, go! |
