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[wordsweforgot]

All of my friends are at the age
When we start talking about travel
Our hearts with excitement racing
And wonder for places we can't even pronounce

We'll be the ones will souveneir smiles
We'll be the one with stories
That stretch out across thousands of miles
And postcards from every city

Our whimsical words set the stage
Where our adventurous dreams unravel
Hearts as big as our wont go unseen
Our audience will stand in ovation

We'll reach our destinations
We'll reach our destinations