In a Million Languages Yes, I Mean No
Your face haunts me everywhere I go
Arrows pointing in all different directions
There's greater things out there for me
I just haven't found them yet
I'm not signing a contract
I'm not choosing a way
I'm following how I always dreamed it would be
Oh Mamma Mia, time to live my life again
No more Planning
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