| I been waiting at this frontier
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| And it seems like a hundred years
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| But I couldn’t see past the gate
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| I couldn’t see past the hate
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| Now I’m coming back to my senses
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| I can see a light past the fences
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| Standing at the borderline
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| I’ve come to the end of the line
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| Will-power, give me some to survive
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| One more hour and I’m coming alive
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| I can see the light
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| And there’s blue sky breaking
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| Through the edge of the night
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| I can see the light
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| Ooh, I can feel the light
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| Whoa-whoa! |
| Whoa-whoa!
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| The most precious thing I possess
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| Is knowing the answer’s yes
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| And soon my liberty
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| Will be a reality
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| I’ve been given a second chance
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| I could open my arms and dance
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| Open that barricade
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| No longer I’m living afraid
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| Will-power, give me some to survive
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| One more hour and I’m coming alive
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| I can see the light
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| And there’s blue sky breaking
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| Through the edge of the night
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| I can see the light
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| Ooh, I can feel the light
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| Whoa-whoa! |
| Whoa-whoa!
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| Now I climb the steps to freedom
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| The open gates, I can see them
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| Hands that I once knew
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| Beckoning me through
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| As the sunlight touch my face
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| I can feel the warm embrace
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| Arms surround me
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| My life has found me
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| Will-power, give me some to survive
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| One more hour and I’m coming alive
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| I can see the light
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| And there’s blue sky breaking
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| Through the edge of the night
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| I can see the light
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| Ooh, I can feel the light
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| Whoa-whoa! |
| Whoa-whoa!
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| Whoa-whoa!
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| Ooh, I can see the light
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| I can see the light
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| Coming in bright
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| I can feel the light
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| Freedom in sight
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| Oh, I can see the light
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| Coming in bright
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| I can feel the light
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| I can see the light
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| It’s coming in bright
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| I can feel the light
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| Freedom in sight
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| I can see the light
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| Oh, I can feel the light
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| I can see the light
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| It’s coming in bright |