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I made up my mind
I'm leavin this town
I'm leavin this town
You won't find me look around
After twenty years of carvin
My name in the wet cement
And your head down and lament
You won't find me look around
Baby boy
Baby boy
Don't follow me
I'm a seed, I'm a seed, I'm a seed
From a dandelion wish
With intent to be big fish
In the sea, in the sea, in the sea
Baby boy, baby boy
Set me free
Don't sabatoge
Don't hide away my key
I'm a lark inside a cage
And the world is but a stage
For to sing, for to sing, for to sing
miércoles, 1 de diciembre de 2010
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Publicado por maria en 18:30
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