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Cold nights, warm hands |
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Mountains, flat lands |
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Your face |
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Nothing gets erased |
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And I feel like a change is on the way |
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Once you held my hand |
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Wasn't long I saw you drift like sand |
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I guess nothing |
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Nothing stays the same |
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And I feel like a change is on the way |
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Well I fought so hard |
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Made myself a fool |
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Like a child I held my breath |
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Till I was blue |
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You left me anyway |
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You could feel a change was on the way |
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Every sin you confess |
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The measure of every breath |
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Rise and fall and then rest |
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For awhile |
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The sky will fall |
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Peace will come |
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I'll get over you |
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And I guess even the sun |
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Will burn itself out one day |
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And I feel like a change is on the way |
