| I closed the door, not wanting to go back
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| The past was past, no longer could attract
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| My time had come to choose
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| It’s nothing left to loose
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| My road had ended, where it all began
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| A lonely hill and an outstretched hand
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| I had to go alone
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| To give you back your own
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| I tried to hide, I tried to find
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| A place where you have never been
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| A circumstance you’ve not for seen
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| I should have saved my time
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| And read between the lines
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| You shot an arrow, right into my heart
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| You knew the outcome, from the very start
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| I’m glad it was your choice
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| Mine is to rejoice
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| Whilst greater brains struggle with their fears
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| This confidence grows greater with my years
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| You gave me eyes to see
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| You gave me ears to hear
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| I cannot hide, I cannot find
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| A place where you have never been
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| A circumstance you’ve not for seen
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| I should have saved my time
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| No need to hide, no greater find
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| My place is where your presence is
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| My greatest joy is to do your will
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| (So) I’m glad you gave me time
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| To read between the lines |