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I wonder what it's like to be loved by you. I wonder what it's like to be home. And I don't walk when there's a stone in my shoe. All I know, that in time I'll be fine. I wonder what it's like to fly so high, or to breath under the sea. I wonder if someday I'll be good with goodbyes, but I'll be OK if you come along with me. Such a long, long way to go. Where I'm going, I don't know. I'm just following the road for a walk in the sun. For a walk in the sun. I wonder how they put a man on the moon, I wonder what it's like up there. I wonder if you'll ever sing this tune. All I know is the answer is in the air.