It¡¯s not always what we planned
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Sometimes our broken dreams are far away lands
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Never knowing where we stand
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We¡¯re holding on to something
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Burning our hands
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Didn¡¯t we run before we walked
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Nothing designed to break our fall
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So don¡¯t you understand, time is an ocean
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And every life a grain of sand
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Daybreak crossed a morning sky
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Too late for the tears you cried
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It¡¯s not always in your hands
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For time alone can understand it all
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In wonderland
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It burns like fire, shines like gold
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It pays to listen to your heart and your soul
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For we are stronger than we know
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So if you find true love then never let go
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We¡¯re not a liberty to force
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The evolutionary course
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So don¡¯t you understand love is the potion
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But there are those who taste it all
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Daybreak crossed a morning sky
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Too late for the tears you cried
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It¡¯s not always in your hands
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For time alone can understand it all
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In wonderland
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Someday this will all subside
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You wake, then you¡¯ll realize
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It¡¯s not always in your hands
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For time alone can understand it all
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In wonderland
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Don¡¯t you understand I¡¯ll be your shoulder
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And I will answer when you call
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Daybreak crossed a morning sky...
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Wonderland
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| TEN |
