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Chorus:
The seed of music within me
Has bloomed into a flower
And though it claims to set me free
I’m lost within it’s power
Lord don’t let this crazy world
Make a jukebox out of me
Let the songs keep flowing
Strong and naturally
The gift of music is the key
To all my tears my laughter
And though it claims to set me free
It reigns my life as master
Lord don’t let this crazy world
Make a jukebox out of me
Let the songs keep flowing
Strong and naturally
And oh let me say this peacefully
Forget the dreams forget the fantasies
Let me make it honestly
Or not at all
And oh let me say this peacefully
Forget the dreams forget the fantasies
Let me make it honestly
Or not at all
And ho let me say this forcefully
Forget the dreams erase the fantasies
Let me make it honestly
Or not at all
