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theres a place i go when i need privacy
i stroll along the beach and sit down by the sea
watch tide roll in peaceful as can be
coming home again rolling wild and free

such a peaceful feeling it reaches to my soul
warms my heart inside makes me feel so whole
in my private place it makes feel so calm
such a lovely place full of natures charm.
Love can leave you lonely when it all goes wrong

One thing you have to do.  stand up and be strong

Visulise the future what it holds for you

Excitement once again as you start anew
were all born to live we all born to die
were all born to smile were all born to cry
everybodies human all the same inside
everyone has emotions every one has pride

thats the way of life way its meant to be
all across the universe for all humanity
we live day by day just go with the flo
obey the rules of life steady as we go
when your moving on the way is hard to find
your thinking of the things that you leave behind
mind is in a whirl going round and round
the thought of moving on to a newer ground

moving to new pastures to start again a new
hoping what you want is waiting there for you
start again once more in a different place
then the world once more. is there for you to face
some days we are up some days we are down
some days wear a smile some days wear a frown
some days we are happy somedays we are sad
somedays we are angry and get really mad

up and down we go changing everyday
we just never know what the day will bring our way
it happens to us all up and down we go
what days have in store we never really know
the lonely dont have love they all live alone
spend there life in solitude living on there own
to them it is there way love they just dont know
living in there hell there feelings they dont show.

staying locked away inside there lonely cell
no company to talk to they just sit and dwell.
love is just a stranger something they dont know
they live like a hermit inside there shell they go

it is such a shame it has to be this way
to them the thing called love is just a word to say.
there was a little butterfly sat upon my sill
sitting all alone sitting very still
he had colored wings very big and bright
the colors of the rainbow shining in the light

he sat there a while as peaceful as can be
staring through the window looking straight at me
then he spread his wings and he began to fly
up in to the air in to the bright blue sky
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