I see the bare moon,
Raise his big bald head
I see my friends play the fool,
I'll make my own way, In the wide world
Just know I don't want to wander too far...
Even the stars,
Sometimes fade to gray,
Even the stars, Hideaway
Some call me
All kinds of names,
Some say I don't play the right kind of game,
I try to be honest, I try to be kind
and honestly leave when I know that it's time...I know that it's time
Hear a phoebe sing his only song
The summer's day is hovering
I'll write my full heart
Troubles fly like embers
Out the windows of our traveling car
Even the stars, Sometimes fade to gray, Even the stars...Hideaway...
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