Somewhere over the rainbow,
Way up high...
There's a land that I heard of
once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow,
skies are blue.
And the dreams
that you dare to dream
really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
and wake up where the clouds
are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
away above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
If happy little bluebirds fly
above the rainbow,
why oh, why can't I?
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