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If ever a boy stood on the moon |
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All the heavens would call there angels |
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Round |
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Stop the tears from troubled skies from |
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Falling |
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If ever the river could whisper you name |
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Would the choices you make still be the |
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Same |
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Like a flower that dies from angry rain |
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Why do we hurt ourselves? |
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Where is the love |
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That lets the sunlight in to start again |
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A love |
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That sees no color lines |
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Life that begins with love |
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So spread your wings and fly |
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Guide your spirit safe and sheltered |
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A thousand dreams that we can still |
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Believe |
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If ever a boy stood on the moon |
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Carrying all of his treasures from the stars |
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To a rainbow which leads to where we |
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Are |
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Together we chase the sun |
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Where is the love |
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That lifts my brothers voice to the skies |
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A love |
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That answers a mother's cry |
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Life begins with love |
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So spread your wings and fly |
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Guide your spirit safe and sheltered |
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A thousand dreams that we can still |
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Believe |
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A boy stood on the moon |
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The ancient souls can still discover |
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A thousand dreams that we can still |
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Believe |
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We can still believe |
