| The night never looked as dark as this
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| When the world slipped through you fingertips
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| I held you close, the tears pouring down
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| With thought of him spinning around
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| A spark of life like the wind to a flame
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| Who can stand and who’s to blame
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| Who are we when we fail to cope
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| In the bad times is where we find our hope
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| We cannot answer and we’ll never know
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| What is the basic question grows and grows
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| It’s a lifelong mystery, buried in the sand
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| It’s all a part of God’s plan
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| So hold me tight through this lullabye
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| There’s always tomorrow and the answer is life
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| Who are we when we fail to cope
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| In the bad times is where we find our hope
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| We cannot answer and we’ll never know
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| What is the basic question grows and grows
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| It’s a lifelong mystery, buried in the sand
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| It’s all a part of God’s plan |