Feeling free
Can’t stop leaving for the next spot
Got to find what’s hiding round the next bend
Who’s there to meet, and hear about where they’ve been
The things that bring us together, are the things we share with each other
So sit down, relax take a little time with a new friend
For that we should all have at least a minute to lend
Chat about the sunny days, and beautiful landscapes
And make plans for our next escapes
It can get you lost, or it can get you found
It can get you tired, or asleep in the sun
At the top of a rock, or at the bottom of the sea
But it’s all the same feeling the real meaning of free
The real meaning of, one level of love, that’s meant to be.
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