I¡¯ve watched you go through changes
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That no man should face alone
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Take to heel or tame the horse
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The choice is still your own
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but arm yourself against the pain
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A wounded bird can give
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And in the end remember
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It¡¯s with you you have to live
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And in the end remember
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It¡¯s with you you have to live
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Stand your ground I think you¡¯ve got
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The guts it takes to win
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But you must learn to turn the keys
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Before she¡¯ll let you in
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And understand the problems of the girl you want
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so near or you¡¯ll wear the coat of questions `til the
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answer hat is here
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You¡¯ll wear the coat of questions `til the
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answer hat is here
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Serenade your angel with a love song from your eyes
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Grow a little taller even though your age defies
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Feel a little smaller
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And in stature you will rise
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A hobo or a poet must kill dragons for a bride;
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And humble pie is always hard to swallow
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with your pride
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Wounded Bird
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| Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young |
