| Can you see me there when I’m standing alone?
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| How did you know I needed you here?
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| Can you feel the screams from the depth of my soul?
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| Is that what makes you appear?
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| See, I often wonder, in the presence of this all
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| What we did to become this way
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| And, I’ll never forget when you whispered to me
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| You said, don’t worry it’ll be ok
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| Sometimes the sun calls our names
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| And, sometimes we listen
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| Sometimes the devil’s there, but we just can’t go with him
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| Can you hear me now when I’m standing this close?
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| Can I tell you one of my fears?
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| See, I hope you live to sing when I die
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| 'cause if you’re gone, I don’t think I want to be here no more
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| 'Cause sometimes the sun calls our names
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| And, sometimes we listen
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| And, sometimes the devil’s there
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| But we just can’t go with him
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| Sometimes the sun calls our names, oh, no
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| Sometimes we listen
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| Sometimes the devil’s there
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| But we just can’t go with him |