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There's a kid inside,

and I have him with me always.

There's a kid inside,

Walking down old high school hallways.

Where's a kid inside,

At a desk, at a dance, in the halls,in the showers.

There's a kid inside to this very day.

And he makes a try for that high pop fly,

That I fumbled one September.

And he makes a fuss over some A plus,

That I shouldn't still remember.

And he goes along,

Getting hurt, getting mad, fighting fights that are over.

And unless I'm strong,

All my senses are carried away.

I can feel my hand, my trembling hand,

On Michelle's angora sweater.

I can hear my band, that awful band,

Only now it sounds much better.

I can see the kid, the kid I use to be,

On the stage, on the field, on the lunch line.

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