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I hold the flower there |
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Doesn't know she's beautiful |
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She wakes every morning seeing |
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All the other things are beautiful |
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Well, she's free, companion to the wind |
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Time plays a roller coaster |
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Not afraid to ride itself |
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Never takes adventure lightly |
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Always stops enough to let us on for a ride |
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A blind New Orleans painter man |
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Doesn't get many straight lines |
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Hurricane tourists poke some fun |
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The angels whisper, "Pay no mind" |
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No mind |
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We don't have any pocket change |
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We've danced out of all our clothes |
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Want to give everything every minute |
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Give it all before we go |
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Love waves a flower there |
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Doesn't know she's beautiful |
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Spends every morning thinking |
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All the other things are beautiful |
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Well, she's free, companion to the wind |
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And the angels whisper, "Pay no mind" |
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The angels whisper, "Pay no mind" |
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No mind |
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The angels whisper, "Pay no mind" |
