I'd rather stand on the edge of a cliff
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hang my toes over a bit
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and then jump when they dare me
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even if it scares me
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and I get hurt
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I'd rather build my wings on the way down
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do my best not to fall to the ground
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and then laugh at my mistakes
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cause they're only lessons I'll learn
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I'd rather burn with desire
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deep in my soul
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and love like a fire that's
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out of control
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and laugh
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and dance
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and fall
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and chance
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and kiss
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I'd rather live my whole life
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with a sense of abandon
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squeeze every drop out
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no matter what happens
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and not wonder what I missed
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I'd rather
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Risk
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Oh I just can't resist the chance to
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Risk
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Well I guess I could just play it safe
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and forget about love hope and faith
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with my eye on the shoreline
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keeping my boat tied
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and stayin' home
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But I'll never discover new land
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by keeping my feet on the sand
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No I'd rather set sail
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And get carried away by the storm
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[Chorus]
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Risk
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| Paul Brandt |
