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Safe place
Tell me when it's time to go
Cause I don't want to get up yet
Closing my eyes, just for a split second
All my problems seem so small
I let the wind whistle through my hair
Feel it soothingly caressing my face
And as I hear the birds singing above
I imagine myself joining their lovely tribe
Up here in my little tree house, all is quiet
No prying eyes or judging mouths
Just myself in my most truthful form
Cause I don't want to get up yet
Closing my eyes, just for a split second
All my problems seem so small
I let the wind whistle through my hair
Feel it soothingly caressing my face
And as I hear the birds singing above
I imagine myself joining their lovely tribe
Up here in my little tree house, all is quiet
No prying eyes or judging mouths
Just myself in my most truthful form
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