| No one told me I would suffer
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| No one told me I would grieve
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| They told me «live the way you want to»
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| You still inherit eternity
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| But something I got in my head
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| Are telling me those words are dead
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| No, I can tell it’s a lie, here’s why
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| Swept away in the dead of winter
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| It’s only when I cry out for my lover
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| Then I’ll move along, I move along
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| Summer comes and I look to no one
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| 'Til the leaves start changing colors
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| Then I’ll pray too long, I’ll pray too long
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| Now there are moments where I am faithful
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| But I do it for worldly gain
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| And if it doesn’t come I will seethe and
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| Run to wrong my selfish drain
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| But something I got in my head
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| Are telling me those words are dead
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| No, I can tell it’s a lie, here’s why
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| Swept away in the dead of winter
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| It’s only when I cry out for my lover
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| And I’ll move along, I’ll move along
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| Summer comes and I look to no one
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| 'Til the leaves start changing colors
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| Then I’ll pray too long, I’ll pray too long
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| The truth is, don’t be surprised when trials come and invade your lives
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| The truth is, we follow Christ in the good or bad |
| In the day or night
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| Swept away in the dead of winter
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| It’s only when I cry out for my lover
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| Then I’ll move along, I’ll move along
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| Summer comes and I look to no one
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| 'Til the leaves start changing colors
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| Then I’ll pray too long, I’ll pray too long
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| Swept away in the dead of winter
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| It’s only when I cry out for my lover
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| Then I’ll move along, I’ll move along
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| Summer comes and I look to no one
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| 'Til the leaves start changing colors
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| Then I’ll pray too long, I’ll pray too long
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| The truth is, don’t be surprised when trials come and invade your lives
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| The truth is, we follow Christ in the good or bad
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| In the day or night |