| If you knew my story
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| Oh, you might not wanna listen to my song
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| I wouldn’t blame you
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| But I’ll be here waiting when you need to sing along
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| Cause when the storms come
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| Oh, we learn that we bend and break the same
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| And in the wreckage we finally stand together naked and unashamed
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| And we’ll be singing
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| Hallelujah
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| Amazing grace
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| How sweet it sounds
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| We’ll raise a glass to all that’s new
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| Cause we thought we were breaking down
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| But we were learning to be found
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| There is no healing
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| In believing we can make it all on our own
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| And we can only love each other
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| When we’re brave enough to be known
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| So don’t be scared now
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| To confess what you’re afraid we won’t understand
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| Cause you are safe here
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| Where the broken take the broken by the hand
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| And we’ll be singing
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| Hallelujah
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| Amazing grace
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| How sweet it sounds
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| We’ll raise a glass to all that’s new
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| Cause we thought we were breaking down
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| But we were learning to be found
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| When you fail
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| When you fall
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| You can feel like you’re all alone
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| But when you know that you’re lost
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| You’re already on your way back home
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| And we’ll be singing
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| Hallelujah
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| Amazing grace
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| How sweet it sounds
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| We’ll raise a glass to all that’s new
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| Cause we thought we were breaking down
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| And we’ll be singing
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| Hallelujah
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| Amazing grace
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| How sweet it sounds
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| We’ll raise a glass to all that’s new
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| Cause we thought we were breaking down
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| But we were learning to be found
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| We were learning to be found |