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Can't put out the fire with my bare hands |
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Not even I need to understand how |
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I'm getting there |
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Said a prayer with broken wings |
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Hoping to move toward greater things now |
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And face the fear |
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That I'm driftin' |
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Closer toward the skyline |
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Lookin' down on my life |
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Tryin' to get just one thing right |
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The second I start second guessing |
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Let go like a confession |
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Seeing what I was born to find |
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Flying for the first time |
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I was the kind who played it safe |
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Wouldn't take a risk or leap of faith not |
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Before the leap? |
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Fear has a way of playing games |
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Go a little, go your separate ways |
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But as for me |
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I'm driftin' |
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Closer toward the skyline |
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Lookin' down on my life |
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Tryin' to get just one thing right |
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The second I start second guessing |
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Let go like a confession |
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Seeing what I was born to find |
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Flying for the first time |
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Led to the open flame |
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Barely escaped |
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Now I'll never be the same |
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I'm driftin' |
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Closer toward the skyline |
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Lookin' down on my life |
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Tryin' to get just one thing right |
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The second I start second guessing |
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Let go like a confession |
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Seeing what I was born |
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I'm driftin' |
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Closer toward the skyline |
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Lookin' down on my life |
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Tryin' to get just one thing right |
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The second I start second guessing |
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Let go like a confession |
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Seeing what I was born to find |
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Flying for the first time |
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Flying for the first time |
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I put out the fire with my bare hands |