| Well it’s a new year
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| With it comes new hope and new fears
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| Met a young man who was in tears, he asked me
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| «What induces us to stay here?»
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| I said, «I don’t know much and I’m not lying
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| But I think you just have to keep on trying.»
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| And I know I am naive, but if anything
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| Took a stroll around the neighbourhood
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| Where the trees are swaying
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| People passed in cars with their windows down
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| With a pop song playing
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| A man walked by rocking back and forth the street
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| With a drunken smile to go along
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| He stopped to look at me and said
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| «Child, don’t fear doing things wrong.»
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| Yet I am still afraid but if anything
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| Now I have a lot to learn and I’m starting tonight
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| Got to stop looking at things like they’re black and they’re white
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| Got to write more songs, love a little more, treat my friends better
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| Got to stop worrying about everything to the letter
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| And sometimes when it’s too hard to get on
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| It just might be you that I’ll call upon
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| But I find it hard to believe, but if anything
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| That’s what’s going to save me
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| Tell me, tell me
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| Oh, what’s going to save me? |