| I go my own way and cover my tracks
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| Instead of chasin and checking the facts
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| I do believe my time is running short
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| It’s hard to tell just who’s who anymore
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| So many people come and knock on my door
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| Many claim that they are the One
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| Somebody told me to reach for the Son
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| I’m throwing it all away
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| So many times I’ve seen your love
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| I know it must be real
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| Well, I’ve got to keep moving
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| Gotta look for what’s real
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| But seein' is believin'
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| I gotta know which way to go
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| Time and again someone’s turned me around
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| But left me hanging with no truth to be found
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| I see your life and I wonder who’s your master?
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| Still I’m wandering around in a daze
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| Can’t seem to find my way out of this haze
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| This old world’s a merry go round
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| Won’t someone show me to solid ground?
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| I’m throwing it all away
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| So many times I’ve seen your love
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| I know it must be real
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| Well, I’ve got to keep moving
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| Gotta look for what’s real
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| But seein' is believin' |