| Bows and flows of angel hair |
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And ice cream castles in the air |
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And feather canyons everywhere |
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I've looked at clouds that way |
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But now they only block the sun |
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They rain and snow on everyone |
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So many things I could have done |
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I've looked at clouds from both sides now |
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From up and down, and still somehow |
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It's clouds' illusions I recall |
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I really don't know clouds at all |
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Moons and Junes and ferris wheels |
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The dizzy, dancing way you feel |
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As every fairy tale comes real |
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I've looked at love that way |
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But now it's just another show |
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You leave them laughing as you go |
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And if you care don't let them know |
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Tears and fears and feeling proud |
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To say, "I love you" right out loud |
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Dreams and schemes and circus crowds |
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I've looked at life that way |
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But now old friends are acting strange |
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They shake their heads, they say I've changed |
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Something's lost and something's gained |
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