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Standing at the window her face to the glass |
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As far as she can see the time has come to pass |
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As far as she can see the sky is all ablaze |
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And this looks like the first of better days |
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She's takin' charge of her life for a change |
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She's takin' it back that she's lost |
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It's just as clear as the window pane |
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She'll survive at all cost |
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See the wings unfolding that weren't there just before |
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On a ray of sunshine she dances out the door |
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Out into the morning light where the sky is all ablaze |
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This looks like the first of better days |
