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Silly me
some say there’s a heaven waiting
some day I’ll be on that plane
one way I’ll check out of here I won’t be back again
and oh what a pretty picture
and oh what a lovely day
when all that’s left of these old bones dries up and blows away
don’t want you to misunderstand me
so happy to be here on earth
but itís not meant to be forever
for whatever that’s worth
well we all need pieces of paper
and we all need places to stay
and we all need people to be there
no matter what we say oh yeah
but in heaven it’s not about money
and in heaven it’s not who you know
and nobody cares where you come from no matter where you go oh no
and silly me i never thought that we would live to see this
century
but now we’re here and we got the chance to do it better all together
take it slow and maybe we’ll find out what we need to know
oh when we go
some people just want to be happy
some people want diamonds and gold
some people don’t want to make trouble they just do what they’re
told
well i don’t know who made up this story
and i don’t know how itís going to end
but as long as we keep on pretending we’re going around again
and silly me i never dreamed that we would live to see this
century
but now we’re here and we got the chance to do it better all together
take it slow and maybe we’ll find that we don’t need to know
© 2001 Rachelle Garniez
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