| All those things that I tried to be,
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| While wandering further from me
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| I 'd choked myself in my apathy,
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| Until I no longer could breathe
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| My heart, and my hand, always reaching…
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| Without you within, I was searching…
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| For something real
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| The fear followed me and tightly closed my eyes.
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| The pain crippled me and buried deep the will to even try…
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| To see so much standing before me And think there was nothing here for me How much more wrong could I be?
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| How much more wrong?
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| The warmth of life had forgotten me And left me so cold and alone
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| But you covered me and placed into me A feeling like none I had known
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| My heart, and my hand, I have traded…
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| With you in my arms I am closer…
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| To something real
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| The fear followed me and tightly closed my eyes.
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| The pain crippled me and buried deep the will to even try…
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| To see so much standing before me And think there was nothing here for me How much more wrong could I be?
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| How much more wrong could I be?
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| My heart, and my hand, I have traded…
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| With you in my arms I am closer…
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| To something real
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| To see so much standing before me And think there was nothing here for me How much more wrong could I be?
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| How much more wrong could I be? |