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She is, twenty five, spent over half of her life
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So afraid to speak her mind, it's such a shame
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멌ause what a brilliant mind she has
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Chorus
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And now she's been introduced to confidence
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She doesn't see, that she is bordering on arrogance
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When will she learn, to come back to the middle
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He is, a young black man, grew up without his father
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And now it falls into his hands, to protect his mother
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멌ause if he doesn't, well then who will, his older brother lives in fear
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Of everything, especially, trying to fill his father's shoes
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Chorus
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Respectively, they go to extremes, of masculine and feminine
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Chasing dreams, but they keep on falling
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멌ause they don't know no balance
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When will they learn, to come back to the middle
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Bridge
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You must take the good with the bad, and you might hit the wall
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Sometimes you'll fly and sometimes you'll fall
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There isn't any way, to avoid the pain
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But it's getting burned, that's how you will learn
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To come back to the middle
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Instrumental Break
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Chorus
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Needing to protect your self now that is just a part of life
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If you let your fears keep you from flying, you will never reach your height
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To get to the top you must come back to the middle
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When will we learn, to come back to the middle
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Come back to the middle, Come back to the middle
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Don't make no mind about falling down
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멌ause it's when you're in that valley
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You can see both sides more clearly
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Come back to the middle
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Back To The Middle
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| India Arie |
