I think I'm goin' back
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To the things
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I learned so well
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In my youth
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I think I'm returning to
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Those days
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When I was young enough
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To know the truth
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Now there are no games
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To only pass the time
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No more colouring books
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No Christmas bells to chime
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But thinking young
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And growing older
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Is no sin
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And I can play
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The game of life to win
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I can recall the time
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When I wasn't ashamed
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To reach out to a friend
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And now I think I've got
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A lot more than
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A skipping rope to lend
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Now there's more to do
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Than watch my sailboat glide
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And everyday can be
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My magic carpet ride
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And I can play hide and seek with my fears
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And live my days instead of counting my years
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Let everyone debate the true reality
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I'd rather see the world the way it used to be
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A little bit of freedom's
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All we lack
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So catch me if you can
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I'm goin' back
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Goin' Back
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| Dusty Springfield |
