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Up high on a mountainside |
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She softly dreams |
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Breathing the sky |
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Wondering why |
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She feels alive |
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And every day she thinks of me |
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And how things are |
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Different now |
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Knowing somehow |
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That something's changed inside |
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So breaking free she says goodbye |
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Beneath a cold day in July |
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And leaves the life she knew behind |
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To be a witness to the world |
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To be a different kind of girl |
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And prove her clouds are only grey |
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Because they're silverlined |
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She blows a kiss into the breeze |
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And somehow all these |
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Miles away |
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Miles away |
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I can feel her right beside me |
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And when I hold her hand once more |
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I'll remind her to stay |
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Ever the same |
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Never afraid |
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To make him proud |
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So breaking free she says goodbye |
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Beneath a cold day in July |
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And leaves the life she knew behind |
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To be a witness to the world |
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To be a different kind of girl |
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And prove her clouds are only grey |
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Because they're silverlined |
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I know someday we'll meet again |
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When the skyline glows the way it used to glow |
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But until then let's change this world |
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And don't ever let him go |
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So breaking free she says goodbye |
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Beneath a cold day in July |
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And leaves the life she knew behind |
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To be a witness to the world |
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To be a different kind of girl |
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And prove her clouds are only grey |
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Because they're silverlined |
