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On the road of experience I'm trying to find my own way |
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Sometimes I wish that I could fly away |
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When I think that I'm moving suddenly things stand still |
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I'm afraid 'cause I think they always will |
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And I'm looking for space |
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And to find out who I am |
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And I'm looking to know and understand |
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It's a sweet, sweet dream |
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Sometimes I'm almost there |
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Sometimes I fly like an eagle |
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And sometimes I'm deep in despair |
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All alone in the universe, sometimes that's how it seems |
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I get lost in the sadness and the screams |
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Then I look in the center, suddenly every thing's clear |
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I find myself in the sunshine and my dreams |
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And I'm looking for space |
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And to find out who I am |
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And I'm looking to know and understand |
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It's a sweet, sweet dream |
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Sometimes I'm almost there |
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Sometimes I fly like an eagle |
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And sometimes I'm deep in despair |
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On the road of experience, join in the living day |
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If there's an answer, it's just that it's just that way |
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When you're looking for space |
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And to find out who you are |
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When you're looking to try and reach the stars |
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It's a sweet, sweet, sweet dream |
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Sometimes I'm almost there |
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Sometimes I fly like an eagle |
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But sometimes I'm deep in despair |
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Sometimes I fly like an eagle, like an eagle |
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I go flying, flying |
