| It’s been a long road to get inside your heart
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| I don’t think that I would trade anything
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| Of all the places that I have ever gone
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| There is one that’s fixated within me
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| Lock the window and take my freedom
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| It’s an illusion that has stolen everything
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| If I’m on my way down
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| Catch when I’m falling
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| Don’t let me fall far away
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| If I lose my way now
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| Guide my steps and lead me
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| Into your arms where I am close to your face
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| At times my eyes have seen to many things
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| There are things that I can and can’t ignore
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| Idle hands have been no use at all to me
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| So if you don’t mind I will hold on, on to yours
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| Lock the window and take my freedom
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| It’s an illusion that has stolen everything
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| If I’m on my way down
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| Catch when I’m falling
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| Don’t let me fall far away
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| If I lose my way now
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| Guide my steps and lead me
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| Into your arms where I am close to your face
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| Lock the window and take my freedom
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| It’s an illusion that has stolen everything
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| If I’m on my way down
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| Catch when I’m falling
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| Don’t let me fall far away
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| If I lose my way now
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| Guide my steps and lead me
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| Into your arms where I am close to your face
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| Closer
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| Closer |