| How many miles must it take to breakthrough
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| And how many hours must we wait through to hear the truth
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| How many moments did I trade in for a fake kiss
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| How many chances did I forfeit too afraid to miss
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| I feel your thunder pouring like rain
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| Down on the mountains of all my mistakes
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| Rolling like rivers, running with grace
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| Into the ocean of your embrace
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| Your hand on my side, leading the way
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| Ten thousand horses couldn’t pull me away
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| I hear the music Heaven has made
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| Oh when we’re standing, standing
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| Face to face
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| Face to face
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| How many nights with regret do I swear through
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| How many lives in the rear view do I compare to
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| I feel your thunder pouring like rain
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| Down on the mountains of all my mistakes
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| Rolling like rivers, running with grace
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| Into the ocean of your embrace
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| Your hand on my side, leading the way
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| Ten thousand horses couldn’t pull me away
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| I hear the music Heaven has made
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| Oh when we’re standing, standing
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| Face to face
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| Face to face, face to face, face to face
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| Face to face, face to face, face to face
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| Face to face, face to face, face to face
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| Your hand on my side, leading the way
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| Ten thousand horses couldn’t pull me away
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| I hear the music, Heaven has made
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| Oh when we’re standing, standing
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| Face to face
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| Face to face, face to face, face to face
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| Face to face |