| How do you feel now?
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| Young and lonely in a strange land
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| Like heroes in fables and stories
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| The winds of March will bring winter’s end
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| She’s always smiling
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| When you see her day to day
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| But she’s been crying
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| While you looked the other way
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| She’s often hiding
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| To save you from the pain
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| That she’s been fighting
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| In the most mysterious way
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| She keeps the faith
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| The same humble religious way
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| And lights a candle
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| To a different god she prays
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| She closes her eyes
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| And let her soul drift away
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| Her heart is moved by
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| The same music we praise
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| How do you feel now?
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| Young and lonely in a strange land
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| Like heroes in fables and stories
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| The winds of March will bring winter’s end
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| How do you feel now?
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| How do you feel now?
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| Like heroes in fables and stories
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| Only you can bring winter’s end |