into the darkness
lined in thousands of trees
i broke the harness
that latched itself to me
this little light of mine
shot through the shadows of leaves
and we cried
and we cried
cos it was good to go free
i was dancin around
the moon slipped through the cracks
illuminated now
don't need to cover my tracks
for my love was found
on the eve of spring
and we cried
and we cried
cos it was good to be free
sometimes it all makes sense
sometimes we have to believe
sometimes it comes so fast
sometimes so slowly
it's coming
it's coming
it's coming for me
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