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by Chris Farren & Steve Diamond |
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When I look for the love in your eyes, |
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You turn away |
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And there's nothing as loud as the words |
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We never say |
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Look at us now, standing on the edge again |
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Look at us now, it's not too late to try again |
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I need some... |
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Evedence of love, to keep me going on |
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Please show me some |
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Evidence of love, and I'll be here |
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I still believe we can see it through, |
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There's just so much, that I can do |
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It dosen't make sense, without some evidence of love |
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There's a cold, cold look on your face, |
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Is it saying good-bye? |
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'Cause there's nothing as cold as the ashes, |
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When the fire has died |
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Talk to me now, tell me what you're missing |
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Talk to me now, I'll try and find your heart again |
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I need some... |
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Evedence of love, to keep me going on |
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Please show me some |
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Evidence of love, and I'll be here |
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I still believe we can see it through, |
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There's just so much, that I can do |
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It dosen't make sense, without some evidence of love |
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Stand and fight |
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Try to say what's on your mind, baby |
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So much is on the line |
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There's a chance we'll makit right |
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Look at us now, standing on the edge again |
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Look at us now, it's not too late to try again |
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I need some... |
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Evedence of love, to keep me going on |
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Please show me some |
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Evidence of love, and I'll be here |
