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Gone away, the days of wish and wondering |
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Far away, like a vision in my mind |
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The child has grown and left me here alone |
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Looking back to what was left behind. |
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Lullabyes and pennies in a wishing well |
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Sad goodbyes to friends of make believe |
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A love so pure, a treasure |
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Now buried in the sea of me. |
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Milton lost his paradise, Dorothy lost her way |
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Vincent lost his sanity, Thomas lost his faith |
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Hoover lost the second time, Sigmund lost his friend |
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Me, I lost my innocence and I want it back again. |
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A tug-of-war is going on inside of me |
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A calloused heart that wants to make a change |
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While time prevails fighting tooth and nail |
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Keeping me set in my ways. |
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Marco found the orient, Gepetto found his boy |
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Lincoln found a unity that Lee could not destroy |
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Lindy found the other side, Gershwin found the stage |
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Me, I found a stubborness that seems to grow with age. |
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As I dream of where I'll go, may I learn from where I've gone |
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And take the memories that I hold into tomorrow. |
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Refrain: |
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Milton lost his paradise, Dorothy lost her way |
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Vincent lost his sanity, Thomas lost his faith |
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Hoover lost the second time, Sigmund lost his friend |
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Me, I lost my innocence and I want it back again. |
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...me I lost my innocence, and I want it back again |
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I had it once before and I want it back again... |
