| Ive seen the highs, ive hit the lows
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| You can’t surprise me, ive seen them coming, ive seen them go
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| But it feels like theres something, a fire in the distance that won’t go out
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| Its fast and its dangerous, a mystery running deep underground
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| Ive loved and lost, i held the cross, ive seen it all
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| I wore the clothes, i hit the ropes and still i stood tall
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| And it feels like theres someone whos still waiting for me to come around
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| And i see your hands but its so hard to find your face in the crowd
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| I wanna be there when the horses are running
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| I wanna see your smiling face in the morning
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| I wanna be there when you wake up, wake up
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| I wanna hear you when you call me
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| Now will you call me?
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| My hands are tired, my weary soul
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| The hard lessons, i took them in just to let them go
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| And it feels like im closer, a peasant parading next to the crown
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| And im touching the sky but i can’t seem to lift my feet of the ground
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| I wanna be there when the horses are running
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| I wanna see your smiling face in the morning
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| I wanna be there when you wake up, wake up
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| I wanna hear you when you call me
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| And theres a sign on the wall
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| Theyre shooting flares just like a warning to my heart
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| No matter where these lights are heading
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| I will be following that road
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| Now will you call me, call me?
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| Im on that road
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| And it feels like theres someone whos still waiting for me to come around
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| And i see your hands but its so hard to find your face in the crowd |