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Some days he feels like a porcupine
With a heart of gold
Everybody loves him but they can¡¯t get close
At least that¡¯s what he¡¯s told
He¡¯s a lost boy dreaming of neverland
Who can¡¯t find his way home
And he¡¯d fly away but these sad thoughts
Keep him on the ground alone

Maybe something¡¯s wrong
He¡¯s been here for so long
Maybe something¡¯s wrong
Nobody told him that¡¦

CHORUS
You can be anything that you want to be
You¡¯re the star of the show
And you don¡¯t even know
Your dreams can come true
Cause I believe in you

You didn¡¯t think it¡¯d hurt
Wasting all this time
I never thought it¡¯d change
The way I live my life
But I never got around to say just how I feel
Maybe something¡¯s wrong
He¡¯s been here for so long

Maybe something¡¯s wrong
Nobody told him that¡¦

CHORUS

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Star Of The Show
Everyday Sunday



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