| There’s a poet in me that remembers
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| And there’s an honesty in every word
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| There’s a dancer that feels her own beat
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| And there’s a daughter who loves
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| There’s a sinner in my bones
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| And there’s a joker in my head
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| There are secrets in my soul
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| And there are sorries that I have never said
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| But there’s a time to dance
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| Time to laugh
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| Time to cry
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| Time to go
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| Time to grieve
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| Time to come
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| Oh, I still got time to cope
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| Time to hope
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| Time to play
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| Time to grow
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| But for now, I gotta walk alone
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| I gotta walk alone
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| There’s a tight rope that I’ve been walking
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| There’s a daisy in my hair
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| There’s a heartbreak that has taught me
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| Of what is raging
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| And there’s only love and fear
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| There’s a sadness in my confessions
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| There’s a hyena howling at the moon
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| And there’s a gypsy in me that keeps on roaming
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| And there’s a an anger as I get closer to the truth
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| But there’s a time to dance
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| Time to laugh
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| Time to cry
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| Time to go
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| Time to grieve
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| Time to come
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| Oh, I still got time to cope
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| Time to hope
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| Time to play
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| Time to grow
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| But for now, I gotta walk alone
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| I gotta walk alone
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| I gotta walk alone
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| I’ve got to walk alone
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| But for now, I gotta walk alone
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| Oh, I hear the thunder, but I won’t back down
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| A soldier marches through the wrong side of town
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| I’m gonna love you until I bleed
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| And that’s the story of me
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| I gotta walk alone
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| If they say time is everything
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| There’s a time to dance
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| Time to laugh
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| Time to cry
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| Time to go
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| Time to grieve
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| Time to come
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| Oh, I still got time to cope
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| Time to hope
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| Time to play
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| Time to grow
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| Now I gotta walk alone
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| I’ve got to walk alone
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| I’ve got to walk alone
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| I gotta walk alone
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| For now, I gotta walk alone |