| Wise won’t be wise anymore
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| And might won’t be might anymore
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| And I am waiting for the day
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| When I will finally know surrender
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| And the weak will not be weak anymore
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| Lost won’t be lost anymore
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| Hard won’t be hard anymore
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| And I am waiting for the day
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| When I will finally know surrender
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| And the weak will not be weak anymore
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| And I’ll be waiting like a stranger for a train
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| For a headlight through the rain
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| I don’t know the day or the hour
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| Oh, but I can sense the final power
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| Yours won’t be yours anymore
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| Theirs won’t be theirs anymore
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| I am waiting for the day
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| When I will finally know surrender
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| And the weak will not be weak anymore
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| No, the weak will not be weak anymore
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| And the weak will not be weak anymore |