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She dreams of the country |
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Her eyes go far away |
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She wishes for happiness |
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The beauty of brighter days |
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Sometimes life seems so grey |
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So she sees it through different eyes |
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Like a flower pushing up through concrete |
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to thrive 'cause |
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She's always known |
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That there was something more |
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Like a hunger in her belly |
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Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
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This living can't be called livin' |
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And it's really only half a life |
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She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
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And she will survive |
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She will survive |
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She's a rare breed with rose petal lips |
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And leafy limbs |
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In conversations she looks for cracks |
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To dig her roots deep in |
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The waves comes up like daisies |
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She pushes her head to the sun |
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Says "I'm still me despite these circumstance |
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Says "the best has yet to come"cuz |
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She's always known |
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There was something more |
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Like a hunger in her belly |
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Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
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This living shouldn't be called livin' |
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And it's really only half a life |
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She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
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And she will survive |
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She will survive |
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Challenges do not define us |
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We are shaped by how we carry on |
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This is our opportunity |
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To decide the kind of women we want to become |
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And so, it is with great gratitude |
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And the strength of humility |
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We transform pain into victory |
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By digging our roots deep |
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And always know |
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That there is something more |
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there's this hunger in our bellies |
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Like an instinct tellin' us that there is something more |
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This living cannot be called livin' |
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And it's really only half a life |
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We are flowers that grow despite cement walls |
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And we will survive |
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And we will survive |
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And we will survive |