| Deep in my dark there is a light
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| When I have lost the will to fight
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| You give the blind a second sight
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| You keep me up all night
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| Sometimes the moon, sometimes the tide
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| We are the horse, we are the ride
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| We are the bird, we’re taking flight
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| You keep me up all night
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| Oh, don’t it seem that it’s better than a dream?
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| Every time with you is made of gold
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| Oh, don’t it feel nothing’s ever been so real?
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| ‘Cause you take me to the bottom of my soul
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| You give the blind a second sight
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| You keep me up all night
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| Sometimes the cut, sometimes the knife
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| Always the hand that holds my life
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| Oh, don’t it seem that it’s better than a dream?
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| Every time with you is made of gold
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| Oh, don’t it feel nothing’s ever been so real?
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| ‘Cause you take me to the bottom of my soul
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| You give the blind a second sight
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| You give the blind a second sight
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night
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| You keep me up all night |