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Gotta see... gotta see...
how the years go by!
Feels like it was yesterday
that I stepped on stage
for the first time,
had so much fear,
that to do it right,
I gave myself completely.

Gotta see... gotta see...
how life goes by!
Feels like it was yesterday
that I left my lair,
to spread my wings
with my puppy wings
and start gathering
little pieces of glory.

Gotta see... gotta see...
how much time has passed!
I'm still like yesterday,
just as in love
with light and color,
with love on the sly,
with the simple value
of simple things.

I have nothing extra,
nor do I have less,
and I have never wanted
to play the "good boy".
I don't like the taste
of regret
nor the color
of predicaments.

If good and bad things
could happen,
the final balance
has been worth it.
The best prize
I've ever had
is feeling emotion
with the word "friend".

Gotta see... gotta see...
how the years go by!
Feels like it was yesterday
that I stepped on stage
for the first time,
had so much fear.
Gotta see... gotta see...
still have it!.