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• Artiste: Little Fans
• Titre: Wonderful Again
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I would really enjoy anyones 'Honest' input - Tnx - Chris Morriah (Little Fans) Verse I: I was sick of the tie and these four boring walls and I missed my jeans - And They Asked me for respect they didnt earn - So I lit up a stick, kicked my bike and I asked myself what I thought to gain - And the answer lit the fire and I was gone - Verse II: I took my freedom home with a smile and a plan to share my walking boots - And I felt I was anchored to the floor - Its all about the things that you need, for your friends to believe, youre something else - As a man Im not what youre living for - Chorus: If I could borrow the dreams of the boy I had been - When the road before me wasnt paved - Then my blind eyes would be free of the sorrow Ive seen - And the World would be Wonderful again Verse III: It was years ago when you said the same thing twice wasnt half the fun - Now a thousand time around Im growing sick - And you can have that life if you think its what you need to keep you safe - But I need a chance to rise and fall again Verse IV: So I flipped a coin and I climbed a mountain just because it was - And I found a piece of me along the way - And I walked the land of a man who by himself set a nation free - It was bigger then the book where the stories told - Chorus: If I could borrow the dreams of the boy I had been - When the road before me wasnt paved - Then my blind eyes would be free of the sorrow Ive seen - And the World would be Wonderful again Verse V: It was bout a year when I found my soaring wings back home again - And the ants were all crawling into place - So I lit up a stick, kicked my bike and I traveled on to better things - And all the weight that I carried finally GONE! - Chorus: x2 If I could borrow the dreams of the boy I had been - When the road before me wasnt paved - Then my blind eyes would be free of the sorrow Ive seen - And the World would be Wonderful again ©'cm