| I won’t be told anymore
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| That I’ve been brought down in this storm
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| And left so far out from the shore
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| That I can’t find my way back, my way anymore
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| No I won’t be told anymore
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| That I’ve been brought back in this storm
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| And left so far out from the shore
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| That I can’t find my way back, my way anymore
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| No, I.
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| No, I…
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| Forgive that they teared down my soul
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| Bless them that they might grow old
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| Oh, and free them so that they may know
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| That it’s never too late
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| So many times that I’ve seen life before me I searched and found the way to choose to the end
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| I found a way, to know, why it had to be Mired in denial and saw all the rain
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| If we ever find it true
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| Love will have its way to choose
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| Three more to tame
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| We can be ever
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| I won’t be told anymore
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| That I’ve been brought down in this storm
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| And left so far out from the shore
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| And I can’t find my way back, my way anymore
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| No I won’t be told anymore
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| That I’ve been brought back in this storm
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| And left so far out from the shore
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| That I can’t find my way back, my way anymore |