| I close my eyes and count to three
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| And suddenly it all comes back
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| I know the key to your front door is still hidden
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| In the same place as before
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| I know that I could come and go as I want to
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| So generous of you
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| It always makes me feel so very welcome
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| To kindness where to find
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| And when I’ve been through trouble
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| You’ve been there too
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| You find a place to hide
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| I can count on you
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| When I don’t know where I’m going
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| When I’m lost and when in doubt
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| When I don’t know what I’m doing
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| You help me find a way out
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| You help me find a way out
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| Many nights I’ve been sleeping in the junkyard
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| In the benchs, in the park
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| But you’re the only one who’d always accepted it
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| I’ll always be so thankful for the times
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| I was sleeping on your couch
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| Thinking how it makes my lonely heart warm
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| And you kept it since day one
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| I can count on you
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| When I don’t know where I’m going
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| When I’m lost and when in doubt
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| When I don’t know what I’m doing
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| You help me find a way out
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| You help me find a way out
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| When I don’t know where I’m going
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| When I’m lost and when in doubt
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| When I don’t know what I’m doing
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| You help me find a way out
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| You help me find a way out |