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When I was a boy |
I hovered high above the schoolyard
The kids won't pick on me no more
In fact they all want to befriend me
A freak celebrity for sure
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Beyond the atmosphere |
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Shall we learn another lesson
Ever reaping what we sow
We have all had dreams of flying
A premonition don't you know
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Now we dream in Earthly orbit When I was a boy |
© 1972-2009 Rene Young