| My God
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| Hope you’re on call
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| 'Cause I maybe in danger of crashing before I get to fall
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| Let’s cry boy
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| While neighbours have their backs turned
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| I’m having trouble believing anything you say
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| Keep the car running outside
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| You go and make up your mind
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| You’re staying her running wild with me
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| You know I could still love you, yeah
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| My God
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| Looks like I’m going it alone
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| Can’t wipe the tears away fast enough
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| Now I can’t see the road
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| Got a boot full of dreams
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| And a pocket full of reasons not to stay
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| Got a cross of Jesus around my neck
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| Hoping he’ll help me find my way
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| So afraid of losing
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| Now I’m scared of what I’ve won
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| So afraid of leaving
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| Now I don’t think I can return, yeah
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| And all along there was a need for change
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| And so I thought I better leave this place
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| When all I had to do was change my mind
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| All I had to do was change my mind
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| My God
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| Is it alright if I turn right back around?
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| 'Cause I reckon I fly highest
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| When my feet are planted
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| On the ground |