You find yourself alone, sometimes
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Without a home, no protection
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You don't know which way to go
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You're lost, no direction
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Suddenly, out of the blue
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Some kind of magic comes to you
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You don't know how, you don't know why
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But someday, gonna take off, fly
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(wish, make a wish)
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My wish would be...
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To be free
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To be wild
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And to be
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Just like a child
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And if I get lost
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I really don't mind
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Cos I'm me
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Doing just fine
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You're out in the cold, sometimes
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As far as you can see, misty
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And you want to run, into the sun
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The road is lost, sand shifty
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Suddenly, out of the blue
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Some kind of magic pushes you through
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You don't know when, how or why
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But someday, gonna take off and fly
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And if I had a wish, my wish would be...
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To be free
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To be wild
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And to be
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Just like a child
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And if I get lost
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I really don't mind
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Cos I'm me
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Doing just fine
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Just like a child
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I really don't mind
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Cos I'm free
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Doing just fine
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To Be Free
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Mike Oldfield |