| You watch the people walk away
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| Your eyes reflected light that shone down
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| From the stained glass windowpane
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| Now we could talk
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| But the words would come out wrong
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| And there is no black or white
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| But still, we just move on
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| And you’re never gonna be the same
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| From this moment you’ll rise
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| To a height only gained by a compromise
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| Share the glimpse of a new beginning
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| And now you’ve changed
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| But just a small part of me believes this
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| And you will stay
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| But just a small part of me believes this
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| And for good luck
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| We wear three keys to keep life prosperous
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| There’s a looming shadow
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| That stands before us
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| And what was lost
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| Was the reason to believe
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| And the innocence and the will to retrieve it
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| And you’re never gonna be the same
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| From this moment you’ll rise
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| To a height only gained by a compromise
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| Share the glimpse of a new beginning
|
| And you’re never gonna be the same
|
| From this moment you’ll rise
|
| To a height only gained by a compromise
|
| Share the glimpse of a new beginning
|
| And now you’ve changed
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| But just a small part of me believes this
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| And you will stay
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| But just a small part of me believes this
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| And just a small part of me believes this
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| And just a small part of me believes this
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| And just a small part of me believes this |