So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home...

I've been down and I'm wondering why these little black clouds keep walking around with me. It wastes time and I'd rather be high; think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile, but be free... They're all free.

So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.

I look around at a beautiful life, been the upperside of down, been the inside of out. But we breathe... we breathe. I wanna breeze and an open mind. I wanna swim in the ocean, wanna take my time for me, all me.

So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home.

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