what I ought to be, to write
When I paint, when I draw.
I need to see your passion now.
And I must be in love.
And when I sing
And when I dream
And when I cry
And when I fly
And when I play
And if I stay
I have to seem, that I’m all right
To be forever shinning and bright.
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