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When you think you've seen it all |
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Through tears in your eyes |
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Your head hanging low |
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The moon on the rise |
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Well I think of you |
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Yeah I pray for you |
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May your days pass like |
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SundaysMay your nights lay you down |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Cast your doubts to the wind |
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Lay your chains in the rubble |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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AnymoreWell your bedsheets grow cold |
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Every now and again |
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Each stone in the road |
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A place where we been |
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But where are we now |
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Tell me where are we now |
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Lay your dreams on my pillow |
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And we'll get there somehow |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Cast your doubts to the wind |
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Lay your chains in the rubble |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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AnymoreWell sometimes a love |
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Comes undone in the wind |
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You can't see your shoes |
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Where you goin' |
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Where you been |
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So I wait around right here |
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So I don't lose my way |
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I never had no direction anyway |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Cast your doubts to the wind |
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Lay your chains in the rubble |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Cast your doubts to the wind |
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Lay your chains in the rubble |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Let your heart not be troubled |
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Anymore |
