| Rain falls hard on my shoulders
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| even though there’s not a cloud in the sky
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| I feel every drop like a boulder
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| Each piece is reminding me why
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| There’s no one to hold my hand
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| There’s only this abandoned land
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| Where I wander, here I ponder
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| I walk alone into the night
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| I count the steps left behind
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| I see you here by my side
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| but I walk alone
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| Like a ghost I see through the days filled with haze
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| With a burden in my barely beating heart
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| My thoughts return to the place
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| Where you and I drifted apart
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| I watch the sand fall from my hands
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| the sand of this abandoned land
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| Where I wander, here I ponder
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| I walk alone into the night
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| I count the steps left behind
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| I feel you here by my side
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| but I walk alone
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| How long must I walk to make this feeling go away
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| I walk alone into the night
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| I count the steps left behind
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| I dream you here by my side
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| but still I walk alone,
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| I walk alone into the night
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| I count the steps left behind
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| I dream you here by my side
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| but I walk alone |