| You ask me where to begin
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| Am I so lost in my sin?
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| You ask me where did I fall
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| I’ll say I can’t tell you when
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| But if my spirit is lost
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| How will I find what is near
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| No question, I’m not alone
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| Somehow I’ll find my way home
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| My sun shall rise in the east
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| So shall my heart be at peace
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| And if you’re asking me when
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| I’ll say it starts at the end
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| You know your will to be free
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| Is matched with love secretly
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| And hope will alter your prayers
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| Somehow you find you are there
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| Your friend is close by your side
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| And speaks in far ancient tongues
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| A season’s wish will come true
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| All seasons begin with you
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| One world we all come from
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| One world we melt into one
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| Just hold my hand and we’re there
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| Somehow we’re going somewhere
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| Somehow we’re going somewhere
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| You ask me where to begin
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| Am I so lost in my sin
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| You ask me where did I fall
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| I’ll say I can’t tell you when
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| But if my spirit is strong
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| I know it can’t be long
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| No question, I’m not alone
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| Somehow I’ll find my way home
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| Somehow I’ll find my way home
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| Somehow I’ll find my way home
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| Somehow I’ll find my way home |