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(Buddy and Julie Miller) |
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a man can walk - a million miles |
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and just be standing still |
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he can close his heart - and believe - he is strong |
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you were left - with a broken wing |
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the one - love left behind |
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in the arms - of the night - with nowhere to go |
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standing out - out in the rain |
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looking for - your way home |
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you walked on - on through the storm |
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through fire and water - you have come |
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like a storm carries a seed - away - upon the wind |
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when it falls to the ground - it brings life - back again |
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now everything - you longed to see |
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you hold - in your own hands |
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and on the wings - of the wind - you ride high |
