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The Child Inside

Now its over, its over at last DG repeat
so free, so free, from the past
no more patterns of mother and father
inside my head
no more living
for someone else, instead

Iíll take the high road
drift on where I may
discover the glaciers in the springtime
and smell new mown hay

Look, look, look, for the child inside
remember when we used to sing and dance and play chorus
now heís here again to stay (repeat)