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When she combs her hair, she flushes stars down her back Tiny avalanches crumbling, gliding, falling down And she's calling us, calling our cause They're all waiting for her to come down from her star
When her problems come they come and go like winter time And I'm pacing with her fitting in just like a rhyme And she's calling us, calling our cause They're all waiting for her to come down from her star
But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time No
When the sidewalk, opens it lets you into better things She learned that long ago opponents lash with wicked things And she's calling us, calling all cars They're all waiting for her to come down from her star
But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time No!
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