Ia¢æ¢âm driving around town
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Kinda bored with the windows rolled down
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See a girl on the bus stop bench
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Dressed to draw attention
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Hoping everyone will stare
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If she dona¢æ¢ât stand out she thinks shea¢æ¢âll disappear
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Wish I could hold her, tell her, show her
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What she wants is already there
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A star is a star
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It doesna¢æ¢ât have to try to shine
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Water will fall
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A bird just knows how to fly
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You dona¢æ¢ât have to tell a flower how to bloom
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Or light how to fill up a room
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You already are what you are
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And what you are is beautiful
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Heard a story the other day
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Took place at the local VA
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A father talking to his dying son
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This was his conversation
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a¢æ©«Ita¢æ¢âs not supposed to be like this
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You cana¢æ¢ât go first I cana¢æ¢ât handle ita¢æ?
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The boy said a¢æ©«Dad now dona¢æ¢ât you cry,
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Remember when I was a child what you used to tell me when Ia¢æ¢âd ask why?a¢æ?
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(Youa¢æ¢âd say) Gravity is gravity
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It doesna¢æ¢ât try to pull you down
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Stone is stone
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It cana¢æ¢ât help but hold its ground
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The wind just blows, though you cana¢æ¢ât see
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Ita¢æ¢âs everywhere like Ia¢æ¢âll always be
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You already are what you are
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And what you are is strong enough
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Look in the mirror
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Now thata¢æ¢âs another story to tell
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I give love to others
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But I give myself hell
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Ia¢æ¢âd have to tell myself
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a¢æ©«In every scene therea¢æ¢âs a perfect plana¢æ?
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Everything I hoped to be
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I already am
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A flower is a flower
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It doesna¢æ¢ât have to try to bloom
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And light is light
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Just knows how to fill a room
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And dark is dark
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So the stars have a place to shine
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The tide goes out
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So it can come back another time
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Goodbye makes a love so sweet
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And love is love so it can teach us
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We already are what we are
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And what we are is beautiful
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And strong enough
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And good enough
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And bright enough
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What You Are
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