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Lately I been thinking Bout the changing world Trying to fit in pieces of dreams Just trying to add it up Figure out what it means When a lost planet comes tumbling home Does it have to have a beard To break free from what is here And continue to pick up those pieces of dreams And I'm living with a gameshow host Who has to brag and has to boast I'm tearing down the things that I hold dear While the day is with us And the birds are near Singing in the sun, basking in its light As it just risen Through the fogs of fear Can I take a minute to do what's right Before that starts me thinking Distracting me again Do I have something to say? Maybe just a feeling That things are bound to change Or just that crazy searchlight Lighting someone's way Letras de canciones I'm not gonna work it out Right here and right now I got some things to do, got some calls to make Hear that crazy little bird Calling out its song Standing out on a limb almost too long Staying out 'til it's May She answers every time She answers every time Every time Almost always From Letras Mania