More then anything else in the world
I yearn to be free
Take off
Get out 
Of this place I call home

I want to feel young
The wind in my hair
The sun on my face
The music blasting

I'm feeling restricted and 
Held back here
There aren't many opportunities 
Or choices to be made

I have big city dreams
Stuck in a small city town
I'm growing up to fast
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