| I’m scared to death
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| Of what I feel for you
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| It’s not just the feelings that I’m worried about
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| But the thought that I’ll never be with you
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| In my heart, there’s a sound of a soldier that cries
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| For the home she is longing to see
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| But as she rounds the corner to open the door
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| She finds her home has been washed out to sea
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| Take my hand, I plead
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| Tell me, what will it take for you to see
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| That your love is all I need
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| So many times I would stand here just looking at you
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| With the hope you were looking at me
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| That would give me the chance to finally tell you the truth
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| Of the strength you have brought out in me
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| All the days when I never had the courage to stand
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| Or the energy to get off my knees
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| You were there without a question or a judgment to pass
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| Just to stand there and hold onto me
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| Take my hand, I plead
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| Tell me, what will it take for you to see
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| That your love is all I need
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| This is my chance to finally tell you how I feel
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| There’s no holding back
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| For that’s not part of this deal
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| I have never met anyone
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| Who’s touched me like you do
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| I don’t want to face this world again
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| Without your love
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| Take the hand of a soldier that’s lost out at sea
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| And gently help me off of my knees
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| You will hear the confession of soldier’s last wish
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| You’re the home that my heart longs to see
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| Take my hand, I plead
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| Tell me, what will it take for you to see
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| That your love is all
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| Your love is all
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| Yes, your love is all I need |