| We’re riding these roads
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| Reaching out for the answers
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| Everywhere we’ve been thus far
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| Brought more doubts to our carving hearts
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| Frail…
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| Why is my lonely heart so frail?
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| Weak…
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| Why is my fragile heart so weak?
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| To my solitude I grant you this key
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| To perfect harmony
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| Frail…
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| Why is my lonely heart so frail?
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| Weak, so weak…
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| Why is my fragile heart so weak?
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| Believed, deceived…
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| How was my weakened heart deceived?
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| Rare, so rare…
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| Those moments I could feel your peace
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| Consuming me…
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| To my solitude I grant you this key
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| To perfect harmony
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| On these roads
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| We always ride alone |