everybodies got their head up high
everybody should be touching the sky
but you know you never nevercan go down
so you slow down and you walk away
she says good morning to you
and you look away
she asks you just what to do
you don't know what to say
but well what can be done,
and what can be done for you
I'll tell you now,
where will you go
when nothings laid out for you
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