| Sampled on the 1997 rap hit by Busta Rhymes, «Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can
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| See.»
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| Lookin' up the sleeve of confidence, I jump down from the fence.
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| Been a long time since I’ve felt this way, let the feeling stay.
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| Reaching for the arms of love, livin', dreamin', thinkin' of
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| The moment I slip on the glove, my fear is gone. |
| The grain of hope has grown.
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| Starin' at the face of happiness, this time it answers yes.
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| In aging peace my doubts will rest away, let the feeling stay.
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| Looking through the eyes of truth, I see faith and love and youth.
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| And all else dries up like the dew, my fear is gone. |
| The grain of hope has
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| grown.
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| And I’ll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging
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| to someone.
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| The distant feeling’s gone, and I can make it from now on.
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| My world has something new. |
| It’s all because of you.
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| The sweet green fields growing in my life will never die.
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| Lookin' up the sleeve of confidence, I jump down from the fence.
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| Been a long time since I’ve felt this way, let the feeling stay.
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| Walking up the road of togetherness, this time I must confess
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| This day’s the very best. |
| My fear is gone. |
| The grain of hope has grown.
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| And I’ll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging
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| to someone.
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| Now I’ll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging
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| to someone.
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| Well I’ll be running, laughing, playing in the sweet green fields of belonging
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| to someone. |