| Well, let’s take off from the start
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| I know you’ve tried all this before
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| And did your best to fight the war and break it off
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| But if I follow my name
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| I will calm you in the storm
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| And breathe you in when you are worn
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| Be still my love
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| Would it take a shooting star?
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| To show you life can bloom when something breaks
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| And when the pieces fall, I’ll catch them all
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’ll always find what you’re looking for
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| Sometimes it’s blinding in the race
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| But I’ll be here smiling when I see your face
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’re gonna find what you’re looking for
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| Sometimes it’s blinding in the race
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| But I’ll be here smiling when I see your face
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| Oh yeah, it’s hard to know the truth
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| In this post-modernist view
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| Where absolutes are seen as relics and laughed out of the room
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| And I’m scared to say your name
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| I’ve cried wolf so many times
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| I’m afraid of what you’d want from me
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| Yeah, will you find me through the grey?
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| 'Cause my mind’s a minefield of the wretched
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| It’s honestly deceptive 'cause
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’ll always find what you’re looking for
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| Sometimes it’s blinding in the race
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| But I’ll be here smiling when I see your face
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’re gonna find what you’re looking for
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| Sometimes it’s blinding in the race
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| But I’ll be here smiling when I see your face
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| What you looking for?
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| Soul clap your hands and sing
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’ll always find what you’re looking for
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| Never mind what you’re looking for
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| You’ll always find what you’re looking for |