Hmm mmm
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Once upon another time
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Somebody¡¯s hands who felt like mine
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Turned the key and took a drive
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Was free
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I recall the sun sank low
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Buckley on the radio
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Cigarette was burning slow
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So breathe
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Just yellow lines and tire marks
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Sun-kissed skin and handle bars
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And where I stood was where I was
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To be
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No enemies to call my own
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No porchline on to pull my home
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And where I was is beautiful
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Because I was free
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Once upon another time
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Before I knew this life was mine
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Before I left the child behind
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Be
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Hmm mmm
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I saw myself in summer nights
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And starts lit up like candle lights
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I made my wish but mostly I
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believed
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And yellow lines and tire marks
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Sun-kissed skin and handle bars
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And where I stood was where I was
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To be
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Once upon another time
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Deciding nothing good in dying
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So I would just keep on driving
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Because I was free
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Hmm mmm
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Once Upon Another Time
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| Sara Bareilles |
