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Well I started out do wn a dir ty roa d
Started out a ll a lone
And the sun went down a s I cr ossed the hi ll
And the town lit up and the world got stil l
I'm learning to fly, bu t I ain 't got win gs
And coming down i s the ha rdest th ing
Well, the good ol' days m ay no t retu rn
And the rocks might melt ( rocks might melt) and the se a may burn
I'm learning to fly, bu t I ain 't got win gs
And coming down i s the ha rdest th ing
Well, some say life w ill be at you do wn
Break your heart , a nd steal your c rown
So I've started out fo r God -knows-whe re
I guess I'll know ( guess I'll know) when I get there
I'm learning to fly, ar ound the cloud s
But what goes up and must come d own
I'm learning to fly, bu t I ain 't got win gs
And coming down i s the ha rdest t hing
I'm learning to fly ( learning to fly), a round the clouds ( learning to fly)
But what goes up ( learning to fly) and must co me down ( learning to fly)
And mu st co me down
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