| I can talk about it now, now that the storm has gone
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| I know the hurt lingers on, back then I couldn’t stop, 'cos I did not know how
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| Maybe someday you’ll look back with the understanding why we do the things we do
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| It’s always easier to see when your soul has grown and time sets you free
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| Oh I wish that I could turn back the hands of time
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| Oh I wish that I could stop start over again
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| Oh I wish that I could turn back the hands of time
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| 'Cos it’s only now that I can understand
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| Where I went wrong
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| I was searching for myself, though I did not know it at the time
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| You had put your faith in me, but my feet were barely on the ground
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| Maybe someday we’ll sit and talk
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| 'Bout the things we did and what we didn’t do
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| It will be easier to see
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| When your pain has flown and time sets you free |