The sun stays brighter
The winds get wilder
My hair feels lighter
When I jump higher
And the storm come goes
But not the big white clouds
And the reasons stay clearer
The past are my mirrors
Yes they may keep getting weirder
But you'll give me a flower
'Cause I just don't care
'Cause the white clouds' here.
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