| I feel the reins in my fingers
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| I feel 'em all just slip away
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| I open my eyes
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| And I fall behind
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| So I run towards the stables
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| But the colts have bolted now
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| And I watch them fly
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| Out into the night —
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| Out into the night
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| I felt a shiver in my rib cage
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| And I can feel the fever grow
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| No more hanging on
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| But I can’t let go
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| I jump from sweat in the night, love
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| But I swear you came to me
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| Just as you always would
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| May you always be
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| Now I’m just a broken parable
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| Of values I used to hold
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| Somewhere I lost it all
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| Babe, I’m dying to be born again
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| Lost footsteps in the snow
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| Down the paths we used to roam
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| Don’t say it was only love
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| Don’t say I didn’t love enough
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| Not a ripple in the water
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| Not a whisper in the wind
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| I wake in the evening
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| Hoping the sun will shine again
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| But my colts they have all gone now
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| And all that I could not contain
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| Though the seasons may change
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| Love is all that remains
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| Now I’m just a broken parable
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| Of values I used to hold
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| Somewhere I lost it all
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| Babe, I’m dying to be born again
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| Lost footsteps in the snow
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| Down the paths we used to roam
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| Don’t say it was only love
|
| Don’t say I didn’t love enough
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| Now I’m just a broken parable
|
| Of values I used to hold
|
| Somewhere I lost it all
|
| Babe, I’m dying to be born again
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| Lost footsteps in the snow
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| Down the paths we used to roam
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| Don’t say it was only love
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| Don’t say I didn’t love enough
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| Did I not love enough?
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| Did I not love enough?
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| Did I not love enough?
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| I’m dying to be born again
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| Did I not love enough?
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| Did I not love enough?
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| Did I not love enough?
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| I’m dying to be born again |