When I was a kid I used to stare out the car window
And pretended I was flying
There was no car, no root
Just me (?) trees
Over the hills
Over the streets
And just stare there out of the window for a while
When I was a kid I used to stare out the car window
And pretended I was flying
There was no car, no root
Just me (?) trees
Over the hills
Over the streets
And just stare there out of the window for a while
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