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"I think about the life I live

A figure made of clay

And think about the things I lost

The things I gave away

And when I'm in a certain mood

I search the house and look

One night I found these magic words

In a magic book

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Throw it away

Throw it away

Give your love, live your life

Each and every day

And keep your hand wide open

Let the sun shine through

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

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There's a hand to rock the cradle

And a hand to help us stand

With a gentle kind of motion

As it moves across the land

And the hand's unclenched and open

Gifts of life and love it brings

So keep your hand wide open

If you're needing anything

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There's a natural obligation

To what we own and claim

Possesing and belonging to

Acknowledging a name

So keep your hand wide open

If you're needing love today

Cause you can't lose it even if You

throw it all away

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Throw it away

Throw it away

Give your love, live your life

Each and every day

And keep your hand wide open

Let the sun shine through

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

'Cause you can never lose a thing

If it belongs to you

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You can never ever lose a thing

If it belongs to you

You can never ever lose a thing

If it belongs to you

You can never ever lose a thing

If it belongs to you"