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These are the times |
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Tears fill the back of your eyes |
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These are the times |
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The birds migrate across the skies |
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These are the times |
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What hope you had, you forget |
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These wicked times |
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You're bound to feel all sanity is lost |
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In these times everyone needs love |
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In these times do you pray to |
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GodIn these times everyone needs comfort |
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And would welcome a hand to hold |
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Compassion is the fire that burns the hurt that pains the soul |
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And though my eyes are so polluted |
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By the sight of lost desires |
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I can see you standing by |
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This is my fear |
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That distance will come between us |
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And it could mean nothing, nothing |
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To get from here to there |
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We own the world |
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And everything that's in it |
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Let our love shine |
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Like glistening raindrops, resting on a rose |
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In these times celebrate our love |
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In these times let's be thankful of |
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All the days we can spend together |
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And I'm happy to hold your hand |
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Your passion is the food that feeds the hunger in my heart |
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And now my eyes are clearly open |
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No more longing for the past |
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Now I have you in these times |
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In these times everyone needs love |
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In these times do you pray to |
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GodIn these times everyone needs comfort |
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And would welcome a hand to hold |
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Compassion is the fire that burns the hurt that pains the soul |
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And though my eyes are so polluted |
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By the sight of lost desires |
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Good to have you in these times |
