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When I was just three feet high,
I always thought I'd reach the sky, someday.
Buttercups beneath my chin;
hide-and-seek until you get called in.
Never had a bill to pay; fifty cents would last all day.

But you never know where life will go.
And before you know it time will open the door.
And in every way each passing day will slowly unfold you.

When I turned just six years old,
I hoped for new shoes of my own, barefoot.
Stinging hands against my skin,
too many things to understand.
Never could do anything right;
many tears would last all night.

But you never know where life will go,
and before you know it time will open a door.
And in every way each passing day will slowly unfold you.

Later when I went to school, I always
never followed the rules.
Had to work my way each day in dirty clothes.
I played in the shade.
Getting older, leaving home Getting older
Time to make a life of my own.

But you never know where life will go,
and before you know it time will open the door.
And in every way each passing day will slowly unfold you.

Learning love and meeting pain,
release in dreams and tasting the rain.
Turning inside out to find the
person that got lost inside.
Hands that finally reach control Hands that find
comfort found in letting go.

But you never know where life will go.
And before you know it time will open the door.
And in every way each passing day will slowly unfold you.

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