| And when the mighty sea is heaving
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| And the mountain’s gotten big
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| What anyone believes in
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| I never gave a fig
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| But I could never fully handle
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| The heart that bore the load
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| Something never spoken
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| Something forever owed
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| No I will never really be free
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| While you live in my memory
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| In awe and almost fearful
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| But I’ll bet that you don’t care
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| You’re most likely thinking
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| About your brother still back there
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| Till I can bring him home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| I will never really be free
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| While you live in my memory
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| I can never have it taken
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| But I wanted you to know
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| That forever we’re connected you and me
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| It doesn’t matter where it goes
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| There are things we simply owe
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| Till I can bring you home
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| No I will never really be free
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| While you live in my memory
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| No I will never really be free
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| While you… |