In a window small and high
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A boy watches the sky
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Turning to monochrome
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And when they asked him do you know
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Where in the whole world you will go
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He said I wanna go home, home, home
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We're all here to wonder why
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It's a freefall 'til we fly
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Then you and I will make circles in the sky
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Too many birds up on a wire
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And they sway like a gospel choir
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Making music so heavenly
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And the bees make a honeycomb
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The road home is our home
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Home will always be here with me
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We're all here to wonder why
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It's a freefall 'til we fly
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Then you and I will make circles in the sky
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Circles in the sky, circles in the sky
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And if this is true then I belong to you
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And you belong to me:
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In a window tall and wide
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A girl sits side by side
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With a boy no one sees but me
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And she whispers in his ear
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I'll wait for you right here
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This is where we're supposed to be
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'Cause we're all here to question why
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And it's a freefall 'til we fly
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Then you and I will make circles in the sky
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Never be alone
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The road home is our home
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And that is why we'll make circles in the sky
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Circles in the sky
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Circles In The Sky
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| The Bangles |
