| You’ll never find just what you want
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| By running up that hill
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| Past is all so far behind
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| You’ll never get it back
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| The present’s there — it’s set you know
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| You’re dealing with it now
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| I’d love to help you with it
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| But I really don’t know how
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| I guess it’s what we’re hoping for —
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| Just a little truth.
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| I guess it’s just an open door
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| We’ll hide you out in a secret place
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| You’ll never know you’ve been
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| We’ll cover you with what you love
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| You’ll last until the spring
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| The future’s where it’s gonna be
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| In times to come to mind
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| No more sitting back and waiting
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| For things to unwind
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| I guess it’s what we’re hoping for —
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| Just a little truth
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| I guess it’s just an open door
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| We’ll hide you out in a secret place
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| You’ll never know you’ve been
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| We’ll cover you, with what you love
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| You’ll last until the spring
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| I guess it’s what we’re hoping for —
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| Just a little truth
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| I guess it’s just an open door
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| We’ll hide you out in a secret place
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| You’ll never know you’ve been
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| We’ll cover you, with what you love
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| You’ll last until the spring
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| We’ll hide you out in a secret place
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| You’ll never know you’ve been
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| We’ll cover you, with what you love
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| You’ll last until the spring. |