| Black lines white pages
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| Are waiting to be filled in
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| The right notes arranged
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| Are only a beginning
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| Into the silence
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| Your spirit breathes
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| Strike up the chorus
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| And sing to Me
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| I’m just words and melody
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| 'Til you’re here with me
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| An unfinished symphony
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| 'Til you breathe in me
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| All the parts yet incomplete
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| 'Til you move in me
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| Oh let me be the song you sing
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| I have tried to make a life
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| But I cannot create it
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| Soaring high in solo flight
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| And I cannot sustain it
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| Voice strains chords ring out of tune
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| There’s no music without you
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| Oh I’m just words and melody
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| 'Til you hear with me
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| An unfinished symphony
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| 'Til you breathe in me
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| All the parts yet incomplete
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| 'Til you move in me
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| Oh let me be the song
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| Let me be the song you sing
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| I can do nothing without you
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| How I’ve tried it on my own
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| I have fought this all my life but
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| Now I feel it now I know
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| I’m just words and melody
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| 'Til you’re here with me
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| An unfinished symphony
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| 'Til you breathe in me
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| All the parts yet incomplete
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| 'Til you move in me
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| Oh let me be the song you sing
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| Let me be the song you sing
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| Let me be the song you sing
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| ('Til you’re here, 'til you’re here with me)
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| You sing
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| ('Til you breathe, 'til you breathe in me)
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| I’m just words and melody
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| ('Til you move, 'til you move in me)
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| Let me be the song you sing |