I follow my heart
somehow it always seems to know
and when I dream
my imagination…it just keeps on growing
The words that I see
just flowing through me
and then I know I'll be in La la land
cause that is where my heart seems to go
The dense fog in my mind
but all I can see is one of a kind
A thing I always wanna do
is always follow my heart
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