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If you feel like singing a song |
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And you want other people to sing along |
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Then just sing what you feel |
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Don't let anyone say it's wrong |
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And if you're trying to paint a picture |
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But you're not sure which colors belong |
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Just paint what you see |
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Don't let anyone say it's wrong |
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And if you're strung out like a kite |
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Or stung awake in the night |
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It's alright to be frightened |
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When there's a light, what light |
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When there's a light, what light |
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There's a light, white light |
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Inside of you |
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You think you might need somebody |
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To pick you up when you drag |
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Don't lose sight of yourself |
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Don't let anyone change your bag |
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And if the whole world's singing your songs |
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And all of your paintings have been hung |
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Just remember what was yours |
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Is everyone's from now on |
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And that's not wrong or right |
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But you can struggle with it all you like |
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You'll only get uptight |
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When there's a light, what light |
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When there's a light, what light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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There's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, one light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, one light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, one light |
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When there's a light, one light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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Inside of you |
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When there's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, white light |
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There's a light, white light |
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When there's a light, one light |
