this small crazy boy
wans to fly
away from this place
he's walkin on the road alone
travellin strollin wanderin along
on the long dusty windy road
he wans to see the sights
tat he couldn't but in his dreams
the lights tat lit the way are blindin
there are many things tat he would like to noe
but he dunno how
but maybe
he'll be able to make it someday
cuz maybe
he'll noe how to make it
and after all
he's onli seventeen
in this place he found no reason to stay
with the colors slowly fadin away
he wans to smile
he wans to laugh
and he wans to fly
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