| I’ve been drivin' down this road
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| Five times this week
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| It’s almost as if these farm fields
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| Could speak to me
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| A hungry lion’s been prowlin'
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| Outside my door these days
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| And though I shake my fist at it
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| It doesn’t go away
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| But hold on
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| There’s a place beside your heart
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| Right below your collar bone
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| Where I have laid down my head
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| And rested like I’ve never known
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| I stayed there for a while or so
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| It broke my heart to see you go
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| Hold on, hold on, hold, hold on
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| Life is short, my dreams are made
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| And the bargain’s struck and the price is paid
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| I have walked a fragile line
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| And I have heard an inner voice call
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| I called you up, I woke you up
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| I ask you could I try anymore
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| So hold on, hold on
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| Well, there are those who would put you down
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| Smilin' bastards who would keep you down
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| But this gentle source who will lift you up
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| And I have heard the voice of God sayin'
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| Hold on, hold on |