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Remember the time when I thought of letting go |
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And taking back my hand |
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When all I could think was how long can I follow you |
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And where do I stand in this world |
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I lost my faith, my reason to believe |
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When I refused to see |
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Oh Lord, you carried me |
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And just like a soldier |
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You battle for my soul |
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But more like a father |
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You come and take me home |
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What is the worth of a man living for himself |
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With a heart of his own |
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And every day goes in and out, still without a sign of life |
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But father wont you please give me more |
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When everything is closing in on me |
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I know you set me free the day you died for me |
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And how is this man who calls me by name |
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And covers himself with all of my shame |
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But not even death could make you surrender |
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I remember |
