| One night when I was asleep
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| I had a dream I could fly
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| I felt the cold on my skin
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| Then I opened my eyesSo I jumped out of bed
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| Went down the fire escape
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| Now I’m laid out on the street
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| I wasn’t running awayFrom something I could control
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| It was inside of me
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| I didn’t know where to go
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| But I decided to leaveI still remember that night
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| I’ve never been the same
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| Still wonder if I can fly
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| Was it just a dream? |
| I wasn’t happy for so long
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| So many times I walked away
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| Think I was searching for something
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| Not knowing what I had to face
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| Until I found out the reason
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| That’s when I made my great escapeBut now, it’s too late to say I’m sorry
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn aroundOne night when I couldn’t sleep
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| I heard a knock at the door
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| She put her hand on me slow
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| Then she opened my heartI asked myself is this real?
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| I’ve never felt this way
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| She said I need to escape
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| I said I know a placeSo she laid down on my bed
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| I said confide in me
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| She looked deep into my eyes
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| And she invited meShe must lived for her sleep
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| She never said goodbye
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| Her angels took her away
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| I guess now she can flyI wasn’t happy for so long
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| So many times I walked away
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| Think I was searching for something
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| Not knowing what I had to face
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| Until I found out the reason
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| That’s when I made my great escapeBut now, it’s too late to say I’m sorry
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn around
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| Turn around, turn around, turn aroundI wasn’t happy for so long
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| So many times I walked away
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| I think I was searching for something
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| Not knowing what I had to face
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| Until I found out the reason
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| That’s when I made my great escapeBut now, it’s too late to say I’m sorryThis
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| is my song, these are my words
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| This is my story
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| This is my song, these are my wordsWhoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa
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| This is my song, this is my story
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| These are my words
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoaThis is my song, these are my words
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| This is my story
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| This is my song, these are my words |