The sun says "Welcome home"
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But I'm feeling all alone
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I step outside
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And watch the weeds take the garden
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I gave my best
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But sometimes I must confess
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My hope runs dry
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And I draw lines
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It makes things harder
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So I have to believe
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That this is gonna be my year
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I stand up straight
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Look alive, you never know
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So I have to belueve
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That this is gonna be my year
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Ill stand up straight
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Look alive, and be on standby
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And I will roll the dice for two
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I will roll the dice for you
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When the day wakes I arise
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And try again
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Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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A cloudless sky
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How the summer meets the eyes
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Here I am
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A lung(?) and soul of good intentions
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It comes & goes
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Just like a ghost I always know
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I watch the snails, cross the roads
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But they never make it
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So you have to believe
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That this is gonna be my year
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I stand up straight
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Look alive, you never know
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So you have to belueve
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That this is gonna be my year
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Ill stand up straight
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Look alive, be on standby
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And I will roll the dice for two
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I will roll the dice for you
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And I will roll the dice for two
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I will roll the dice for you
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But when the day breaks I arise
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And try again
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Welcome Home
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| We Shot The Moon |
