Solo: Steve/Olaf/Andrew
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When I was younger, how many times
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I looked up to the sky from the windows of my room
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How many times I would have pictured
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That windows with colours and stories I liked
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In my world there are always been
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Things no one never have seen
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Now its time to break the seal
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Now I long to be free and
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I'm painting the stories I want to read
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By the end of my dream
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Will the pictures appear as I want to see
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Solo: Andrew
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Now I realize all the colours are waiting to fly
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Galleries of mind
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Finally the pictures will shine on the fortress
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Splendour and majesty
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It's a fortress of playing rooms
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Someone will show me the truth
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Now it's time to turn the key
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Now I long to be free and
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I'm waiting for someone to fly away
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Through the windows I see
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There's the world of my dreams
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I will turn the key
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Solo: Andrew/Olaf
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Andrew/Olaf/Andrew
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Now I long to be free and
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I'm painting the stories I want to read
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By the end of my dream
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Will the pictures appear as I want to see
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Now I long to be free and
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I'm waiting for someone to fly away
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Through the windows I see
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There's the world of my dreams
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I will turn the key
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Storied Windows
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| Shadows of Steel |
