I, I had a ball;
I, I had it all;
The world hung on my key-ring;
Every sweet thing
In a realm where I was king.

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I, I hit a wall;
Then I, I took a fall;
I'd wandered and I'd squandered;
I lost it, so I pondered;
Exhausted, made a heart plea;
And cross the night sea
It came calling to me:

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I am the blue that paints the sky!
I am the wings of birds that fly!
I am the great and wordless sigh!
And I am the reason why.

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I, I had a fear;
‘Cause I, I wasn't near;
The light-years, I was distant;
Persisent,
You were always after me. 

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I, I saw the light;
Then I, I turned from the night;
The empty endless journey
Was over, I was learning;
And burning with a new plan
In your hand,
Singing softly to me:

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You are the blue that paints the sky!
You are the wings of birds that fly!
You are the great and wordless sigh!
And You are the reason why.