C G>'cross the bearing strait to a foreign landF C GI took to the sky just like I plannedC Gleft my old life behind there in the ice and snowF Gfollowed the rainbow to MexicoC Gsomewhere this side of lucky just shy of going downF Gthere's a pilot with her wings on fireC Gand she doesn't even notice she's got magic on her mindF G'cause she's flying solo for the fir
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