| Wisdom says that dreams can still come true
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| Sorrow says sorry sometimes they don’t
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| Hope says brother you should carry on
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| But only truth can tell you what you need to do
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| So I put it all away
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| And thought about it well
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| I climbed up to the top
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| And that’s where I fell
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| I hit the floor and I fell hard
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| I was afraid I’d lose
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| And as the dream slipped away
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| I forgot what to believe
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| I lost sight, forgot what it was for
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| I hit the floor
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| Question is to quit or carry on
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| When you’re in a world full of doubt
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| Every fear against your only dream
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| Which is it? |
| You know you can’t live without
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| So I took a step back in
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| Before I lost it all
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| Would I do it all again
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| Then I began to fall
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| I hit the floor, I took a chance
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| I won’t give up I don’t know how
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| 'Cause I’m on board
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| And if your hand starts to slip
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| And you know you must let go
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| There’s a window when there is no open door
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| I hit the floor
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| Come such a long, long way
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| To give up on this now
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| With everything at stake
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| What is it all about?
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| How so soon we forget
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| That we would never fall
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| If we weren’t standing alone
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| I hit the floor, I fell apart
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| Again, I’d give up all this now
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| We’ve gone too far
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| With every dream, it slipped away
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| I lost sight of what I need
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| I let you down, forgot how to believe
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| I hit the floor
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| I hit the floor |