| And when I wake up to the days
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| I see the sunlight like I see it for my manyest of days
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| But in my heart it’s not the same
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| 'Cause when I turn to look for you I realize I’m alone again
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| But let me put this point of view
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| I can be lost and lonely too
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| No more afriad to say to myself
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| I miss you, I miss you
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| So if these days are the sanctuary
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| To help me understand myself a little more
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| I’ve learned one thing that surprises me To be alone, is not alone
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| As I thought it was before
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| For who lights up this very dawn I see
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| When I feel the tears in my eyes
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| Who lights the way when all around
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| The clouds are darkening my skies
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| Trust is all I need
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| Trust is all I know
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| And the arms of love
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| To see my senses grow
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| Who knows if I can discover myself
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| Who knows if I can contain the power
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| Say just what you might
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| Say just what you need
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| I feel better knowing, it’s not for nothing
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| We are growing
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| So when you ask me, am I’m feeling ok I only know I’m waking up to hold my days
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| Looking for your help, looking for your trust
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| And the arms of love
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| The arms of love
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| The arms of love
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| The arms of loveAnd when I wake up to the days
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| I see the sunlight like I see it for my manyest of days
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| But in my heart it’s not the same
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| 'Cause when I turn to look for you I realize I’m alone again
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| But let me put this point of view
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| I can be lost and lonely too
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| No more afriad to say to myself
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| I miss you, I miss you
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| So if these days are the sanctuary
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| To help me understand myself a little more
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| I’ve learned one thing that surprises me To be alone, is not alone
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| As I thought it was before
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| For who lights up this very dawn I see-ac |