| I’m just a student of this life, just like my father
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| And I am a stranger to this heart, just like my mother
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| Oh, and brother you should know
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| That this heart’s still filled with sadness and regret
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| But I’m learning as I go
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| To forgive the things that I just can’t forget
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| Sometimes this heart is made of glass
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| And I often find myself
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| Living only in the past
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| Thinking mostly of myself
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| But I’ll believe you when you say
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| That these are things that time can heal
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| And this beating in my heart
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| Says this love we have is real
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| And all of these wishes, I once lost, are now returning
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| And all of the demons, I have fought, are slowly turning
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| Oh, and brother you should know
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| That there is no one in this world who feels no pain
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| But I’m learning as I go
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| To accept the things that I’ve no power to change
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| All of these streets are heading out
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| And this old song’s no longer blue
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| And although nothing’s figured out
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| It looks like we’ve both made it through
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| If there were one thing I could ask
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| I would ask you where you’ve been
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| 'Cause I still wonder where you were
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| When this whole big ship sank in |