| Floodwaters rising on the flatlands tonight
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| Been here before I guess we’ll get through again
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| Get your photographs and hide them all away upstairs
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| Then tie the shutters down against the rain
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| Last night I took a walk into the fire
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| Of a young man’s dreams
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| Someday soon I’ll leave that innocence behind me
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| Until then I’m here
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| Then I looked into your eyes
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| And saw the years I spent in them
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| I was amazed to find they still show clear
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| Out to the edge of every chance I ever took with you
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| Shining in the darkest places of my fear
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| Stay free and throw your cares into the future
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| Let them all come out
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| Be true and pass those dreams onto someone
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| Before you wear them out
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| Come on baby, come on angel
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| Take a walk into the fire with me now
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| Come on angel, come on come on my darling
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| We can talk into the fire here and now
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| I love the warmth of summers I remember
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| I see you shimmering in seven veils of haze
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| I hear the rainfall of a lifetimes worth of autumn
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| Running on my shoulders like November days
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| Last night I took a walk into the fire
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| Of a young girl’s dreams
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| Someday soon I’ll leave that innocence behind me
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| Until then I’m here
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| Come on baby, come on angel
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| Take a walk into the fire with me now
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| Come on angel, come on come on my darling
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| We can talk into the fire here and now
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| Come on baby, come on angel
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| Take a walk into the fire with me now
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| Come on angel, come on come on my darling |