(Yentl reveals herself to Avigdor. Though
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she is a woman ahead of her time, Avigdor
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is a prisoner of his. So her journey must
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continue... to a place where she hears
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things are different.)
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Tell me where
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Where is it written
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What is it I meant to be?
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That I can't dare...
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It all began the day I found..
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That from my window I could only see
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A piece of sky.
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I stepped outside and looked around.
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I never dreamed it was so wide
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Or even half as high.
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The time had come
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(Papa, can you hear me?)
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To try my wings
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(Papa, are you near me?)
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And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall,
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I felt the most,
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(Papa, can you see me?)
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Amazing things,
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(Can you understand me?)
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The things you can't imagine
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if you've never flown at all.
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Though it's safer to stay on the ground,
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Sometimes where danger lies
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There the sweetest of pleasures are found.
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No matter where I go,
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There'll be memories that tug at my sleeve,
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But there will also be
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More to question, yet more to believe..
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Oh tell me where?
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Where is the someone who will turn and look at me?
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And want to share
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My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility?
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The more I live - the more I learn.
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The more I learn - the more I realize
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The less I know.
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Each step I take -
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(Papa, I've a voice now!)Each page I turn -
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(Papa, I've a choice now!)Each mile I travel only means
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The more I have to go.
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What's wrong with wanting more?
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If you can fly - then soar!
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With all there is - why settle for
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just a piece of sky?
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Papa, I can hear you...
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Papa, I can see you...
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Papa, I can feel you...
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Papa, watch me fly!
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A Piece Of Sky
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Barbra Streisand |