| i saw her standing there by the river’s edge
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| the first time i’d ever felt at home
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| i could feel the weight inside bind me to the ledge
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| of being someone else i’ve never known
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| i said my name was john but she knew my name was jim
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| you must be the man with no religion
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| they say you’re cold as ice but i see kindness in your eyes
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| and all your life there’s been something missing
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| but i’ll lead you darling out of the wild
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| away from that cold stealing hunger
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| the storm’s been raging inside your cloud
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| i’ll calm your lighting and thunder
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| for a long, long time i’ve been a wanted man
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| never in the way a woman tells
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| and you can’t kill the pain with an age old shame
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| but i can’t get a word in with myself
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| she said to be just like a man who is made from flesh and blood
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| well i can see the ghost that you have been
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| who walks into the fire and who wades across the flood
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| the ghost is not the soul that makes the man
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| so i’ll lead you darling out of the wild
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| away from that cross you’ve been under
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| the storm’s been raging inside your cloud
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| i’ll calm your lightning and thunder
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| i’ll calm your lightning and thunder |