| I thought I had it all under control
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| I thought my fate was still in my hands
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| All of my plans were firmly set
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| By the words that I say
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| I forgot how quickly things can change
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| Now my vision can not be the same
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| My life is not what I thought
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| I’m not where I planned to be
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| I need to let go of my destiny
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| I need to trust in things unseen
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| I believe in having faith
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| Though I yield my control
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| I forgot how quickly things can change
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| Now my vision can not be the same
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| My life is not what I thought
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| I’m not where I planned to be
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| In the world, in my changing world
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| I’m embracing all of my fears
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| I am watching them turn to delight
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| The very fears which were gripping my mind
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| Are now the hands shaping and sculpting my dreams
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| My life is not what I thought
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| I’m not where I planned to be
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| Though something’s gone
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| There’s nothing wrong with my changing world
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| In the world, in my changing world
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| In the world, in my changing world |