| My watch is blurry when I look down at my hands
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| I’m just another, alive with impossible plans
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| I turn the lights low but we both know where we are
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| And when it’s over, what becomes of your pure heart?
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| A love that never seems to curse or to confine
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| Will be forever never lost or too defined
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| To lose the feeling of an endless searching through-out
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| To help meet what is never about me or you
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| That is the kind of love I’d always dreamed to be
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| However painful, let it break down all of me
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| 'Til I am nothing else but the feeling
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| 'Til I am nothing else but the feeling
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| Becoming true
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| Becoming true
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| Can’t help feeling the way that I do
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| Can’t help feeling the way that I do
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| Become a prophet
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| Become a fool
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| Or let the light shine in
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| Oh, let the light shine in
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| Or let the light shine in
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| May the best of you win
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| Who is your truest friend?
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| Are they there at your end?
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| Oh, let the light be bled
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| And let some tears be shed
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| Do it all over again
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| Oh, let the light shine in
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| It’s not gonna kill you, it’s not gonna kill you
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| It’s not gonna kill you, it’s not gonna kill you
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| It’s not gonna break you, it’s just gonna shake you
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| Shake you alive
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| Baby
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| Oh, baby
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| Oh, let the light shine in
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| Oh, let the light shine in
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| Oh, let the light shine in
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| May the best of you win |