| When the night is fast asleep
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| But my heart is well awake
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| All my thoughts they trouble me
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| And it’s more than I can take
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| More than I can hold, deep inside I know
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| When my strength is weak, I can feel you carry me
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| In the darkness left for blind, I can feel your hand in mine
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| And your whisper heals my soul
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go
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| You have been here by my side
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| Every plea you seem to hear
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| With new hope I come alive
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| And forget my fleeing fears
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| Forget the tainted noise, overshadowd by your voice
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| When my strength is wak, I can feel you carry me
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| In the darkness left for blind, I can feel your hand in mine
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| And your whisper heals my soul
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go
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| When my strength is weak, I can feel you carry me
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| In the darkness left for blind, I can feel your hand in mine
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| And your whisper heals my soul
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| And I plead with all I know
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go
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| Don’t let go |