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Lock your work back home, open the door and think no more… just stop the moan. Let's be kids again, run through the fields, feel that is real, forget the pain. And let the light wash up the grey that fills your heart and soul.
Flow down the stream, let yourself go, you've got to row to chase your dreams. Find the ones you love, the ones who care, who share the air that's right above. And let the wind blow on your sail and cross the open sea. Let the time fly free.
Say what you feel, let it heal, this life will hurt no more. You'll want some more of that I'm sure for life to hurt no more.
Dream of what you'd be if I was king and you my queen of all you see. Just wish your thoughts were true, your heart was thrilled, your cup was filled with something new. And let the wind blow on your sail, and cross the open sea. Let the time fly free.
And the world would seem so small if we look from up above.