(Matraca Berg/Wendy Waldman)
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There's a firefly in love with a distant star
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Looking longingly up through the atmosphere
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Tiny beacon flies, finds his wings too soon
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I watch him make his way, blinded by the moon
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I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me
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I want to believe that a dream could get me by
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But I'm just waiting here for you
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Waiting for the sky to fall
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You're far away, on the edge of the universe
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A galaxy swirling across the room
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Tell me, is it cold out there? Is there air for me?
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Would you even care if I could not breathe?
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I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me
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I want to believe that a dream could get me by
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But I'm just waiting here for you
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Waiting for the sky to fall
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The laws of gravity cannot tie down my soul
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How long can I hold on before I let you go
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I want to believe that the wind would know where to take me
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I want to believe that a dream could get me by
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But I'm just waiting here for you
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Waiting for the sky to fall
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Waiting for the Sky to Fall
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| Matraca Berg |
