| What I have is nothing to my name
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| No property to speak of And no trophy for my game
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| Intangible and worthless
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| My assets on the page
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| My coffers are empty
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| Any offer of safety has faded away
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| But what I have
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| What I have is On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You take what I can give and you treasure it On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You turn to me and say, I believe in this
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| That makes me lucky
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| God, I’m lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I’d be
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| 'Cause what I have (what I have)
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| Means so very little to this world
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| A promise that I kept and a bridge that I saved before it burned
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| The sacrifice that I made
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| Brought me to my knees
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| A choice that cost me everything and set somebody else free
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| But what I have
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| Is the value that you see in these things
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| On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You take what I can give and you treasure it On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You turn to me and say, I believe in this
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| That makes me lucky
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| God I’m lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I’d be
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| 'Cause what I have
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| Is the value that you see in these things
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| And everytime I forget those things you bring them right back to me With your patience
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| When I’m blinding mad
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| And your passion
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| When I’m really, really bad
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| And your eyes
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| Taking in everything I am And your body and soul and the way that you know
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| How I treasure you
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| On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You take what I can give and you treasure it On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You turn to me and say, I believe in this
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| That makes me lucky
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| God I’m so lucky
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| So much luckier than I ever thought I’d be On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You take what I can give and you treasure it On an ordinary day
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| The extraordinary way
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| You turn to me and say, I believe in this |