I’m dancing in flavored rivers,
Singing the same song,
That puts smiles on the faces,
Of those that once were gloomy,
Now they’re having fun,
Hey world this is me,
My life is changing,
It’s revolving around the sun,
Yes my life is changing,
It’s not going to stop revolving around the sun,
Talking to those crowded in stations,
Headstands and backflips for their amusement,
I’ll greet the grouchy in wheelchairs,
Summer’s never done,
I’ll change the tone here and run,
Hey world this is me,
My life is changing,
It’s revolving around the sun,
Yes my life is changing,
It’s not going to stop revolving around the sun.
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