Day dreamin' at a bus stop
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Zonin' out when it hit me hit me
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We're all marchin' to the same beat
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But no one knows where we're going
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It's hard for me to keep up
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Wearin' shoes that don't fit me fit me
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So I'm gonna kick them off
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And put on a pair of my own
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The path of least resistance
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Is easy too easy
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Like roasted versus instant
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Under pressure we become refined
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[Chorus:]
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I'm takin' the hard road
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As long as it's my own
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I'm takin' the hard road
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Each rock is a stepping stone
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I'm takin' the hard road
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With all of its highs and lows
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And whatever rocks life throws
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Each rock is a stepping stone
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One foot in front the other
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The scenery not so pretty pretty
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Don't wanna shut it out
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I'm living and I'm growin'
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Ain't lookin' for a shortcut
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'Coz every time they short change me change me
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I won't sidestep the problems
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'Coz I'm learning how to use them so....
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[Chorus]
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Like when you broke my heart you....
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Loved me then you loved me not
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Pickin love apart like petals
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Like when it's close but no cigar
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It's hard to find the guts not to settle
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The path of least resistance
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Is easy too easy
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Like roasted versus instant
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Under pressure we become refined
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[Chorus x2]
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Stepping Stone
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| Natasha Bedingfield |
