| There used to be nothing in common,
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| There used to be nothing to share;
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| It used to be sit by the window,
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| And stare at what used to be there.
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| It used to be lonely in numbers,
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| Impossibly weak on my feet.
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| When the game starts and one person’s left out,
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| It used to be me.
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| But that was then and she is now,
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| I once was lost,
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| With her I’m found, on this early April morning.
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| Water falling from the sky,
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| The sun that’s breaking fills my eye,
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| And it came without a warning now.
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| There used to be nothing in common,
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| There used to be nothing to share.
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| It used to be sit by the window,
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| And stare at what used to be there.
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| Like a king in his court at his table,
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| Who is blind to the power he holds.
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| I could never come to understand all the powers I had of my own.
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| But that was then and she is now,
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| I once was lost with her I’m found,
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| On this early April morning.
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| Water falling from the sky,
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| The sun that’s breaking fills my eye,
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| And it came without a warning now.
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| I trust my love,
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| I trust myself,
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| I trust the love of someone else.
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| I trust that I will get what I’ve been hoping, waiting for.
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| The prison walls are crashing down,
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| As winter dies without a sound,
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| On this early April Morning.
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| Let the struggle end,
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| The joy begin,
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| It’s true,
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| It’s love I’m falling in,
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| And it came without a warning now.
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| And that was then and she is now,
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| I once was lost with her I’m found,
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| On this early April morning.
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| The water falling from the sky,
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| The sun that’s breaking fills my eye,
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| And it came without a warning now. |