| I came here tonight with a mission
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| To confess what I’m trying to hide
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| But here in the hour of decision
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| I’d rather give you the company line
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| There are secrets I don’t want to tell you
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| And wounds you might not want to see
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| But they keep me bound to my sorrow
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| And I really want to be free
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| And you’re the one holding the key
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| You don’t have to give me an answer
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| An answer is the last thing I need
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| There’s no magical cure for this cancer
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| I just need you to listen me
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| 'Cause you’re the one holding the key
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| We were made with these hearts
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| Meant to be open
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| Then we locked them away
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| Afraid of being broken
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| But we’re given each other to set it free
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| And you’re the one holding the key
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| This dark room is perfect for hiding
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| But I don’t want to hide anymore
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| You can’t force the light here inside it
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| But you can help me open the door
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| You’re the one holding the key
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| We were made with these hearts
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| Meant to be open
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| Then we locked them away
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| Afraid of being broken
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| But we’re given each other to set it free
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| And you’re the one holding
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| The key to the truth
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| Of what’s really going on
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| Your listening ear
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| Is the grace of God
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| Love will take the shackles off
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| But you’re the one holding the key
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| We all need it sooner or later
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| A safe place for telling the truth
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| I’m happy returning the favor
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| 'Cause I’m holding the key for you |