| Limited time on my mind
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| Slipping through days
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| Staring at where I planted seed
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| Gotta get this within my grasp
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| I won’t get if I don’t ask
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| And certainly won’t receive
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| The spirit is altogether expectant
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| Of a transformation
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| A fascinating snap into a
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| Beautiful state of acceptance
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| Of the idea that
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| Of the idea that
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| Love is an ocean
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| I’m just a drop in the sea
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| It’s easy to forget it
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| But I’m not gonna let that happen to me
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| Thinking of all the things I did
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| Look at me now
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| I’m still lifting off the lid
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| But I’ve sung about all this before
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| I’m still kneeling on the floor
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| Asking how do I forgive
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| And graduate the hate into splendour
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| Oh alchemy of architecture showing me
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| That bitterness can become ascendant
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| With the idea that
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| With the idea that
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| Love is an ocean
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| I’m just a drop in the sea
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| It’s easy to forget it
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| But I’m not gonna let that happen to me
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| I’m never, never gonna let it
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| Never let it happen
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| To me
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| No I’m never, never gonna let it
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| Never let it happen
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| To me
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| Love is an ocean
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| I’m just a drop in the sea
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| It’s easy to forget it
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| But I’m not gonna let that happen to me
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| Love is an ocean
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| I’m just a drop in the sea
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| It’s easy to forget it
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| But I’m not gonna let that happen to me |