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| New mama's got a sun in her eyes
No clouds are in my changing skies
Each morning when I wake up to rise
I'm livin' in a dreamland.
Changing times
ancient reasons
that turn to lies
Throw them all away
Head in hand
gift of wonders to understand
And open all the way.
New mama's got a sun in her eyes
No clouds are in my changing skies
Each morning when I wake up to rise
I'm livin' in a dreamland.
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