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Everybody’s looking  for   that something                                              One thing that makes it all complete You fiind it in the strangest places Places you never knew it could be   Some find it in the faces of their children Some find it in their lover’s eyes Who can deny the joy it brings When you find that special thing You’re flying without wings   Some find it sharing every morning Some in their solitary lives You find it in the words of others A simple line can make you laugh or cry   You find it in the deepest friendship The kind you cherish all your life And when you know how much that means You’ve found that special thing You’re flying without wings   So impossible as may seem You’ve got to fight for every dream Cause who’s to know which one you let go Would have made you complete   Well,for me it’s waking up beside you To watch the sunrise on you face To know that I can say I love you At any given time or place                                                             It’s little things that only I know Those are the things that make you mine And it’s like flying without wings Cause you’re my specil thing I’m flying without wings     You’re the place my life begins And you’ll be where it ends I’m flying without wings And that’s the joy you bring I’m flying without wings




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