I have weapons and battle plans,
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But in my heart I know
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I can't ever protect you from
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Things I don't understand.
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And when I hold you in my arms
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It scares me just to
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Think that something so beautiful
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Could just come apart in my hands.
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I've always been chasing rainbows
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Staring out of classroom windows.
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I don't think I'll ever be happy,
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Unless I'm unhappy and hugging my grudge.
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I was too dumb to settle down,
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So I packed up and I left town
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On a sunshine bus
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Wondering where it all went wrong.
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On a flimsy wing and a prayer,
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I followed my heart everywhere
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'Til I ended up
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Right back where I started from.
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I've always been quietly dreaming.
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I don't know when I've been beaten.
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I don't think I'll ever be happy,
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Unless I'm unhappy and hugging my grudge.
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I've always been chasing rainbows
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Staring out of classroom windows.
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I don't think I'll ever be happy,
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Unless I'm unhappy and hugging my grudge.
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I've always been quietly dreaming.
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I don't know when I've been beaten.
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I don't think I'll ever be happy,
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Unless I'm unhappy and hugging my grudge.
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Hugging My Grudge
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| The Boy Least Likely To |
