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I've got my mother's love, I shouldn't ask for more.
I've got so many things I should be thankful for.
Yes I have everything, except, I guess
a door.
Perhaps it's better that I stay in.
But tell me,
when will my life
begin.
Look at the world so close, and I'm half way to it.
Look at it all so big, do I even dare?
Look at me there at last, I just have to do it.
Should I?
No.
Here I go.
Just smell the grass, the dirt, just like I'd dream they'd be.
Just feel that summer breeze, the way it's calling me.
For like the first time ever!
I'm completely free...
I could go running, and racing,
and dancing, and chasing,
and leaping, and bounding, hair flying, heart pounding,
and splashing, and reeling,
and finally feeling, now's when my
life
begiiiiiins!