| Now I’ll take you by the hand
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| When I’m with you I feel a man
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| But after all I’m still a wounded lamb
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| Got to leave the past behind
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| Got to give a sense to this life
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| Doesn’t matter how the story ends
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| Now tell me how to rid my mistakes…
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| AND WHEN THE RAIN COMES POURING
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| AFTER THE PAIN THAT’S GROWING
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| AND WHEN MY HEART STARTS BLEEDING
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| YOU CAME TO WASH MY SINS AWAY
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| Living each day like if it’s my last
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| Trying to climb the hill again
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| No regrets for what belongs to the past
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| Everything was written down
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| All our steps are numbered now
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| We are moving just like marionettes
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| Now tell me how to rid my mistakes…
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| AND WHEN THE RAIN COMES POURING
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| AFTER THE PAIN THAT’S GROWING
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| AND WHEN MY HEART STARTS BLEEDING
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| YOU CAME TO WASH MY SINS AWAY |