Why, why don't we try Like the wind we'll learn how to Fly again To reach heaven, we'll drown our sorrows Feel the fury coming down on you baby Lying on the heart of a baby where Sitting on a vision of blue Tell me why Those innocent lies Tell me why The mystery of love Is to live Live and let live Break the chains, and try to forgive me now For the fortune, on the wings of an eagle And our hearts lie in the hands of an angel Dreaming on the wings of an eagle in yellow Sitting on a mountain top Maybe you could try Maybe I could try Maybe they could try Maybe we should try. . . Tell me why. . .
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