| Stepping Stone |
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Moving drift wood stopped and stared
It proved too much for me
I'm looking at an empty shell
The young girl waiting
She's waiting there
With a suit case in her hand
She won't look back on the land
But with a change of heart
For you it might come true
It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you
Just like a stepping stone
You know it might come true.
She wants her freedom
To see with her own eyes
All the cities of the world
And the faces strange to hers
Strange in her eyes.
But with a change of heart
For you it might come true
It's like a stepping stone
You know it's up to you.
With a change of heart
You have to see it through
It's like a steppng stone
You know it's up to you
It's like a stepping stone
You know it might come true. |
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