| How can I know for sure where you will take me?
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| Your heart is very pure, secure, I’m just so unsure
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| Do I need you? |
| I don’t know for sure
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| I don’t trust myself my heart is not pure
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| Forever I’ll wait and I’ll die if I must
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| To be reborn again with the wings that don’t rust
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| The day has now come for love to escape me
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| I just have to count to 3 and I’ll see where it will take me
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| A place I’ve never been to rest my tired heart
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| And wait for it to heal so I can have a fresh start
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| We learn and rely on
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| We learn and rely on the ones we can trust
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| But my path’s been mistaken, I’m a lost artist
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| the ones we can try
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| My path’s been mistaken, I’m a lost artist
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| Forever I’ll wait and I’ll die if I must
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| To be reborn again with the wings that don’t rust
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| Forever I’ll wait and I’ll die if I must
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| To be reborn again with the wings that don’t rust
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| And remain opened up for my flight to begin
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| My heart is up for grabs and it is for trade in
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| Where have you been? |
| You’re my violin
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| A string of hard nerves waiting to be played
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| I’m not afraid
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| Rely on the ones we can trust
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| Cause my path’s been mistaken, I’m a lost artist
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| On the ones we can trust
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| But my path’s been mistaken, I’m a lost artist
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| Forever I’ll wait and I’ll die if I must
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| To be reborn again with then wings that don’t rust
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| I’m not afraid |