| When I look down the end of the road
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| And I find it hard to be without someone
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| When all my cares oblige
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| And when I reminisce but I cannot labour the moment
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| I won’t get lost about it
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| Baby trust I’ll hold out
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| Feeling nothing is hard as hours go by
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| I’ll know comfort in carrying a heart reconciled
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| Feeling nothing as hard as hard done by
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| So I get hold of my thoughts
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| To trigger a moment of feeling so sure
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| But how many times can I stumble and how many times can I fall?
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| And this they say to you «You should hold fast, and hold true»
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| «When trouble is all you have, listen to the rain fall»
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| Feeling nothing is hard as hours go by
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| I’ll know comfort in carrying a heart reconciled
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| Feeling nothing as hard as hard done by
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| I long to be in Cincinnati
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| High above the breeze
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| I’ll stare it all down
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| With my relation still by me
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| Forever more |