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I can tell... like the ring of a bell |
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A chime that is clear and true |
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But if a crack, the sound is flat |
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Like happiness... that's become untrue |
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Out of the East, the sun flew West |
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Trailing its golden spray |
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My heart burns, when fortune turns |
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The trail to light my way |
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Days go by, I watch the sky |
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My eyes forever quest |
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The sun returns, though my hope yearns |
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Forever things point the rest |
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Sun heart burns, moon glow turns |
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Stars will trade hope for happiness |
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Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness |
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Flowers grow wild, just for the child |
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Sniff this sprinkling bloom |
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When you grow up, hope colours up |
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The things that cause us gloom |
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Tell can you now how fun is made? |
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It's how happiness is really found |
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Look for advice, be told more than twice |
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By people all around |
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Sun heart burns, moon glow turns |
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Stars will trade hope for happiness |
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Hope for happiness, happiness, happiness |
