Once there was a way once there was a time when evrything was in its place and simply fine. When no one bothered counting all the tears one cried in vain For in the morning more than likely one would shine again Take me high love Take me high Take me back to where I've been Take me high love Let me fly-y love In the skyways I once knew Take me back to the days when I was truly never alone Take me high love Take me home. Once there was a hill once there was a tree once there was a bird who spread its wings and flew To places we imagine so much brighter than our own Yet when the summer sun and returned our feathered friends came home. Take me high love . . . Take me high love . . . Take me high love Take me home. Take me high love Take me home.
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