Imagine you're a girl on ten mile stilts.You travel round the world, taking it all in.You'll never touch the ground.Is it a blessing or a curse.And if you're too high to be foundAre you lost or just rehearsed?
But if I tell you will you take it Will you shine it up to me Can you be strong to let me go on And set this freedom free
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Imagine you're a girl on ten mile stilts.
You travel round the world, taking it all in.
You'll never touch the ground.
Is it a blessing or a curse.
And if you're too high to be found
Are you lost or just rehearsed?
But if I tell you will you take it
Will you shine it up to me
Can you be strong to let me go on
And set this freedom free
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