Is this the real life ?
Is this just fantasy ?
Caught in a landside
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up from the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
A little high, a little low,
Anyway the wind blows, doens't really matter to me, to me ♪
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