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Moving drift wood stopped and stared |
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It proved too much for me |
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I'm looking at an empty shell |
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The young girl waiting |
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She's waiting there |
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With a suit case in her hand |
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She won't look back on the land |
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But with a change of heart |
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For you it might come true |
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It's like a stepping stone |
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You know it's up to you |
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Just like a stepping stone |
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You know it might come true. |
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She wants her freedom |
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To see with her own eyes |
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All the cities of the world |
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And the faces strange to hers |
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Strange in her eyes. |
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But with a change of heart |
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For you it might come true |
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It's like a stepping stone |
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You know it's up to you. |
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With a change of heart |
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You have to see it through |
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It's like a steppng stone |
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You know it's up to you |
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It's like a stepping stone |
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You know it might come true. |
