| Well I can hear the world a-turning
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| To the sound of a broken wheel
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| And I listen as I learn how to feel
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| Somewhere there’s a shadowed window
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| Reflecting on the both of us
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| Showing seven different shades of loss of trust
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| Sweet embrace
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| All my days
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| I’ve been holding on
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| I’d give it all but they just wanna take
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| Sweet embrace
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| All my days
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| I’ve been holding on
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| I’d give it all but this world just wants to take
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| Sorrow, sorrow, let me go
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| Sorrow, sorrow, let me go
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| Birds are singing songs in the morning
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| The songs of sticks and worms
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| As I’m waiting for that broken wheel to turn
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| Staring at my own reflection
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| Wondering what I’d see
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| If I let my imperfections get a hold of me
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| Sorrow, sorrow, let me go
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| Sorrow, sorrow, let me go
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| Sweet embrace
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| All my days
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| I’ve been holding on
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| I’d give it all but they just wanna take
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| Sweet embrace
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| All my days
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| I’ve been holding on
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| I’d give it all but this world just wants to take
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| (Sorrow, sorrow)
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| Sweet embrace
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| (Let me go)
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| All my days
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| (Sorrow, sorrow)
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| I’ve been holding on
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| (Let me go)
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| I’d give it all but they just wanna take
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| (Sorrow, sorrow)
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| Sweet embrace
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| (Let me go)
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| All my days
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| (Sorrow, sorrow)
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| I’ve been holding on
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| (Let me go)
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| I’d give it all but this world just wants to take |