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Dark, frozen, hibernation held at bay |
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As your mind left behind, lost another day |
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But then finally there's someone to believe |
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Antisocial boredom is all the rage |
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But the time comes when you gotta turn the page |
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And then finally there's someone to believe |
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And now you walk with confidence and ease |
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And there's no call to sell your soul |
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Or confess, or drop down to your knees |
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Who, what or where, made you change your mind? |
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Doesn't matter anymore 'cause you've seen a sign |
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And now finally there's someone to believe |
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Searching for the answer's a lonely quest |
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But the act is liable to bring out your best |
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And then finally there's someone to believe |
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And now you have a progress to proceed |
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And you find out the baggage that you discarded |
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You didn't even need, go |
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No one can deny your return to form |
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Irrespective of the morass, shame and scorn |
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But then finally there's someone to believe |
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Ready to emerge and direct your fate |
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As the self determination radiates |
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Because finally there's someone to believe |
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And now you walk with confidence and ease |
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And it feels like the spring equinox |
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After a long winter's sleep |
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Finally, there's someone to believe |
