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Cold winter winds blow away autumn leaves now. |
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Misty world fades away before my blinded eyes - |
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WHY? Now when |
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I stand at the end of the line, |
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I cling to life when |
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I should decline. |
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I always thought |
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I would welcome this day, but now when it's here - could there be a heaven behind that gate? |
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Love or hate? |
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WAIT! ...by my side. |
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Count the seconds till |
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I die. Hold my hand. |
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Smile and tell me that you care, 'cause |
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I'm scared now. |
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Now when I stand at the end of the line, |
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I cling to life when |
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I should decline. |
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I always thought |
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I would welcome this day, but now |
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I can see: ...it is yet a bird of pray! |
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God, hear my voice! |
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I turn to thee - you've got to tell me: what will become of me? [daniel magdic] [daniel gildenlow] |
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WHY SHALL |
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I DIE? OH |
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GOD! Hear my voice! |
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Tell me there are no questions. |
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Please give me a few more hours of this flair life... |
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IT'S MINE! |
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As I am leaving, alone and afraid, |
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I'm thinking of all the mistakes |
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I've made. |
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I wish of my heart |
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I could change only one! |
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I'd want to say "sorry" just one more time before |
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I am GONE! (gone) |