Pins and needles

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Doing what I love to do
Day in, day out
Same old, same old
Loving all I have to do
Day in, day out
Same old, same old

But it is the time that waits for no-one
There may be left less than you know
In a world of opportunities
The promised land is the place to go

Blessed with heart's desires
And means to make them come true
The end of the life as we know it
A beginning of something new

It is not what is, but what could be
An adventure of the mind
Let's make it real
Hopeful youth as we are

Tickled by pins and needles
Raising hair on my arms and neck
There can be no place like home
Nor ocean that could hold me back

I have seen them rest in calm
How raging waves crash to the shore
The drops I have tasted on my lips
Have left me with a thirst for more

Imagine the city skylines and streets
The landscapes that can take breath away
To see it with my own eyes
Worth everything I'll have had to pay

It is not what is, but what could be
An adventure of the mind
Let's make it real
Hopeful youth as we are

Tickled by pins and needles
There's another fix on the line
It shall be a living proof
I am living a dream of mine
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