[Verse 1]
I can see myself, it's a golden sunrise
Young boy, open up your eyes
It's supposed to be your day
Now off you go horizon bound
And you won't stop until you've found
Your own kind of way
And the wind would whip your tousled hair
The sun, the rain, the sweet despair
Brave tales of love and strife
And somewhere on your path to glory
You will write your story of a life
[Verse 2]
And all the towns that you walk through
And all the people that you talk to
Sing you their songs
And there are times you change your stride
There are times you can't decide
Still you go on
And then the young girls dance their gypsy tunes
And share the secrets of the moon
So soon you find a wife
And though she sees your dreams go poorly
Still she joins your story of a life
I can see myself, it's a golden sunrise
Young boy, open up your eyes
It's supposed to be your day
Now off you go horizon bound
And you won't stop until you've found
Your own kind of way
And the wind would whip your tousled hair
The sun, the rain, the sweet despair
Brave tales of love and strife
And somewhere on your path to glory
You will write your story of a life
[Verse 2]
And all the towns that you walk through
And all the people that you talk to
Sing you their songs
And there are times you change your stride
There are times you can't decide
Still you go on
And then the young girls dance their gypsy tunes
And share the secrets of the moon
So soon you find a wife
And though she sees your dreams go poorly
Still she joins your story of a life
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