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Well, I sat down in the middle of the town, |
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And watched as life passed by. |
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An old man lied right next to me. |
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He had no clothes, he was alone. |
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So I started to think about my self. |
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What if I end up like him? |
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Would I stand to be alive? |
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Or would I fade away and die. |
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I don't know what to do. |
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I'm feeling like I'm growing up too fast, |
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And I don't know what I'm gonna be. |
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But time will show me where to go, |
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And guide me to my destiny. |
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I may be better off this way. |
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And right across the street from me, |
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Walked a wealthy woman. She had money. |
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I could see it just by the way she was. |
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So I started to think about my self. |
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What if I end up like her? |
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Would I stand to be alive? |
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Or would I fade away and die... |
