Only the young can break away, break away. Lost when the wind blow; on your own, ohh… Only the young can break away, break away. Lost when the wind blow; on your own, ohh…
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Mother its cold here. Father thy will be done. Thunder and lightening crashing down. They got me on the run, direct me to the sun. Redemption keeps my covers clean tonight. Baby we can start again.
