Can't Wait to Go

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Baby, I can't wait to go.

Out, out, brief candle's glow.

Candle made a light in Shakespeare's time

But it doesn't make much in mine.

Let me go out through the door of dreams,

I'd rather go on my own way

Than gasping for a breath on the jam packed streets

Or in a mess on the highway.

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Let me go out while the grass still grows

And the birds still pass on the fly-way,

It's burning my air with fly to the moon

And packing the cars on the highway.

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I've had the best and the worst,

I've met the enemy standing,

Now I'm tired, so tired and it's time to go

And make my own moon landing.

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