that open breeze.
this open sky.
can this all be mine?
the rolling plains so swift under my feet, i hear that beat the thunder plays over those wide hills.
walking in the rain is like I'm flying over that deep ocean.
the next time i dream its going to about those dazzling diamonds that we call stars. n
ow run with me, talk with me and see what i see
this open sky.
can this all be mine?
the rolling plains so swift under my feet, i hear that beat the thunder plays over those wide hills.
walking in the rain is like I'm flying over that deep ocean.
the next time i dream its going to about those dazzling diamonds that we call stars. n
ow run with me, talk with me and see what i see
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