| It’s up to you
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| For every passing day
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| To not let the past pass away
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| It’s up to you
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| Now that you understand
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| To take those who don’t by the hand
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| 'Cause you can see it coming
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| You can see it coming
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| You can see their light fade
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| Beneath the stars
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| It’s up to you
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| Not to sing along
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| When all of the feeling is gone
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this requiem
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this silent requiem
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| De la de lay la
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| It’s up to you
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| To understand your age
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| To not let the years charge a wage
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| It’s up to you
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| To see it in the eyes
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| Of all those who don’t realize
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| 'Cause you can see it coming
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| You can see it coming
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| You can see them high, high above the stars
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| It’s up to you
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| Not to sing along
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| When all of the feeling is gone
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this requiem
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this silent requiem
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| And I can see that look on your face
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| When you don’t sing along, you don’t sing along
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| And I can see that look on your face
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| When you don’t sing along, you don’t sing along
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this requiem
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this requiem
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| 'Cause we don’t sing the same song anymore
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| Now you’re offering this silent requiem
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| De la de lay la
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| And I can see that look on your face
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| When you don’t sing along, you don’t sing along
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| And I can see that look on your face
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| When you don’t sing along, you don’t sing along
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| And I can see that look on your face |