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You're tired of working in the city You fight for life, and that ain't joking or exaggerating You try to smile your way through every single obstacle, oh Without making you exasperated Your dreams reminding you to fix it Don't wait for change, but don't start counting days and nights before it You try to see that maybe everything's a miracle, oh Without making you feel less about it Your time is eaten by the city You sweat for dimes, then, you're counting days and weeks without them You have to live your life without the prize surrounding you, oh Even though it's what you're told to wake for Your dream is somewhere in the country You crave the air and all the flowers that are free to gather there You try to feel that maybe where you are's a miracle, oh Helping you to not think less about it
Writer(s): Stephen Wilkinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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