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Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby (baby, baby) I got my levels out of place last night, it was a long one Lookin' for a quick fix, lookin' for a shortcut But if I want a game plan up for a long run What do I bring to the table, said dumb luck There's a good chance the last thing I pick up Will show up in my sleep and crash all my dreams With some shit I wanna be 'cause it's not what I battle Some heaviness and pettiness and things I'm ashamed of When I think of you (when I think of you) I think of us (I think of us) I think I'm done with this (how the fuckin high ain't us?) October comes and I'll show you what I'm made of I hope it's harvest time for my fruits of labour Reach out, you got the ribbon right in front of you I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Letras de cancionesI was repeating conversations with the chip on my shoulder Replaying the scene, over and over I got confused and the world started spinnin' [?] got missin' Cause Lord knows I've been through the ringer And Lord knows I'm gonna come out swinging It's mid July in New York City Might been sitting in couch, but I'm ready for the big leagues Reach out, you got the ribbon right in front of you I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Those bodega lights at 3 am Flourescent and bright Just like a movie set And Jules was dancin', lit up an imaginary cigarette He said, "man, why you feelin' sorry for yourself" And the man behind the counter, turned up that radio One of those old AM/FM boomboxes, the kind with the cassettes You said something that I won't forget: "Ya just keep movin', movin' Ya just keep movin', movin' Ya just keep movin', movin' Ya just keep movin'" Oh we've meditated on this and we've prayed on this I've tried both before Seemed like the perfect day to take a leap of faith But I came up short Are you listening close? Stop listening close And tell me your true desire I know it's played so many mean tricks before But I promise the body don't lie, come on now Reach out, you got the ribbon right in front of you I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy I keep my eyes on the prize, baby I keep my eyes on the prize, baby Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) Got me singing ay-oh! (Got me singing ay-oh!) From Letras Mania