Stolen Fruit

Good morning, sunshine
 Planted somewhere new
 Time cannot rewind
 The place from which you grew
 I reminisce the sunny day
 I might try to run away
 Like sitting in a sweet escape
 I just might fly away
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 Your roots be golden
 Your new springs ford
 All that was stolen
 Now, can be reborn
 I reminisce the sunny day
 I might try to run away
 Like sitting in a sweet escape
 I just might fly away
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 Village women, tribal children
 Native language, something's missing
 Ripping spirit, no religion
 This is what we teach our children
 Mmm, the chapters we don't know, there's no ink to fill them
 The visions of the soul, need Stevie to see them
 I reminisce the sunny day (don't know)
 I might try to run away
 Like sitting in a sweet escape (see them, see them, see them children)
 I just might fly away (children)
 I reminisce the sunny day (I see your children, I see your children)
 I might try to run away
 Like sitting in a sweet escape
 I just might fly away
 (Stolen fruit, stolen fruit) stolen fruit, stolen fruit
 (Stolen fruit, stolen fruit) stolen fruit, stolen fruit
 (Stolen fruit, stolen fruit) stolen fruit, stolen fruit
 (Stolen fruit, stolen fruit) stolen fruit, stolen fruit