| Well, I’ve seen my chances come and go
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| And come back round again
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| But every time they took me by surprise
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| And there was a day I used to want
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| The things I did not have
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| But it’s never better on the other side
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| Well, I’ve never gone so far
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| That I’ve forgotten my way home
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| The best things always bring you back
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| Again over and over
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| The hands of time go round and round
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| They don’t slow down when you lose your way
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| At every turn, the things you learn
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| You wear them proud like you wear your name
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| And as you go on down that road
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| Don’t let the dust get in your eyes
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| It blows in the winds of change, yeah
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| The hunger is no stranger
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| Oh, I’ve sat with him before
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| Everything I’ve done has not been good
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| And as I’ve tried to make my stand
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| Oh, I’ve had to learn to fall
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| Maybe I have seen more than I should
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| But I’ve never gone so far
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| That I’ve forgotten my way home
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| The best things always bring you back
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| Again over and over
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| The hands of time go round and round
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| They don’t slow down when you lose your way
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| At every turn, the things you learn
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| You wear them proud like you wear your name
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| And as you go on down that road
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| Don’t let the dust get in your eyes
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| It blows in the winds of change, yeah, oh, oh
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| And I held on to my life
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| I kept my dream alive
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| And the dream ain’t over and over, over and over
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| The hands of time go round and round
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| They don’t slow down when you lose your way
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| At every turn, the things you learn
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| You wear them proud like you wear your name
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| And as you go on down that road
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| Don’t let the dust get in your eyes
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| It blows in the winds of change
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| It blows in the winds of change, yeah
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| The winds of change |