| I’ve never been quite as tough as them
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| I’ve been picking up frequencies
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| Just as long as my little heart could beat me down
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| I’ve never been quite as tough as them
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| I’ve been picking up frequencies
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| Just as long as my little heart could beat me down
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| Before I run off and drown in the stuff that never happened
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| The crazy thing about love
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| Is that it’s always good enough
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| And if you let it grow then you know for sure
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| That it could hurt you more
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| But you’ve been hurt before
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| By all of the stuff that never happened
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| Follow your heart
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| 'Til it’s easy, 'til it’s open
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| Long enough to feel a little bit broken
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| 'Til heaven has spoken
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| You got a hold of me before I got to be
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| The kind of person that I dreamed I’d be
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| The kind of person that would never ever hide away
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| When there’s so much to say about the things that matter
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| Follow your heart
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| 'Til it’s easy, 'til it’s open
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| Long enough to feel a little bit broken
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| 'Til heaven has spoken
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| Follow your heart
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| 'Til it’s easy, 'til it’s open
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| Long enough to feel a little bit broken
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| 'Til heaven has spoken
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| 'Til heaven has… |