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I'm gonna hide if she don't leave me alone
I'm gonna run away
Don't!!

'Cause you can never go home anymore


SPOKEN: Listen. Does this sound familiar? You wake up every morning, go to
school every day, spend your nights on the corner just passing the time away.
Your life is so lonely like a child without a toy. Then a miracle-a boy. And that's
called "glad." Now my mom is a good mom and she loves me with all her heart.
But she said I was too young to be in love and the boy and I would have to part.
And no matter how I ranted and rave

I'm a minstrel strolling through your garden
There's a place I ran free as a child
There's my face of innocent reflection
Living in the water and the sound
I will play my music while you're sleeping
You will wake and take me by the hand
I will wonder of this moment sometime later
Frozen by the change inside my head
And all because of you
I can sing or stare across the ocean
Shout a cry beneath the various sky
Walk around in circles 'til I'm dying
Make the shapes accustom while I hide
But all of which I felt was of a meaning
Colours that would fascinate