I threw my phone to the bottom of the sea
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I was cutting all my time
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Just trying to think spontaneously
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Oh I wanted to be wild
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After silence and closing my favorite CD
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IĄŻm not a little child
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I kept all that I own in the bag next to me
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Oh I wanted to be wild
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Chorus:
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Just free yourself, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Kick down the walls, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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I am the mountain underneath my feet
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One with nature and tranquility
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Oh the higher I climb, the better I see
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There is happiness in simplicity
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On this morning I walk with the sun over head
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I remember where I was born and bread
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How I learned to walk, where I broke my leg
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Oh these moments I could never forget
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Chorus:
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Just free yourself, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Kick down the walls, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Chorus:
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Just free yourself, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Kick down the walls, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Verse 3:
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On the fifth new moon I walk alone
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IĄŻll be circling back around again
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If I ever make my way back home
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IĄŻll be freer that the blowing wind
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Chorus:
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Just free yourself, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Kick down the walls, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Chorus:
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Just free yourself, open up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Kick down the walls, o?en up the door
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Only you can find what you looking for
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Wild
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