| Now that the low life has no meaning
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| Because you’ve been there, now you’re gone
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| But your heart won’t keep from cheating
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| And stringing you along
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| Stranger to me, well what’s the lowdown
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| Are you man enough to pray?
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| For a better way of living
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| I believe I’ve lost my way
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| Oh Mae, could you please hold me
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| I believe I might fall
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| I believe that I might fall
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| Could there be a better way of living
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| Better than the easy way?
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| Could the wretched be forgiven
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| Are you man enough to pray?
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| I wore my heart upon my sleeve
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| To court the wretched and the free
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| But if by chance I’d lost my way
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| Would you help me find it, babe?
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| Oh Mae, could you please hold me
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| I believe I might fall
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| I believe that I might fall
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| I wore my heart upon my sleeve
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| To court the wretched and the free
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| But if by chance I’d lost my way
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| Am I man enough to pray? |