| I’ll be your light, your match, your burning sun
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| I’ll be the bright, in black, that’s making you run
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| And we’ll feel alright, and we’ll feel alright
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| 'Cause we’ll work it out, yeah, we’ll work it out
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| I’ll be doing this, if you had a doubt
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| 'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out
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| I’ll be your ghost, your game, your stadium
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| I’ll be your fifty-thousand clapping like one
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| And I feel alright, and I feel alright
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| 'Cause I worked it out, yeah, I worked it out
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| I’ll be doin' this, if you had a doubt
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| 'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out
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| I got my mind made up
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| Man, I can’t let go
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| I’m killing every second 'til it saves my soul
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| I’ll be running, I’ll be running
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| 'Til the love runs out
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| 'Til the love runs out
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| And we’ll start a fire, and we’ll shut it down
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| 'Til the love runs out
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| 'Til the love runs out |