| 1, 2, 3
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| All day permanent red
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| The glaze on my eyes
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| When I heard your voice
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| The distance caught me by surprise again
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| And I know you claim
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| That you're alright
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| But fix your eyes on me
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| I guess I'm all you have
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| And I swear you'll see the dawn again
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| Well I know I had it all on the line
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| But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind
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| Cos even when there is no star in sight
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| You'll always be my only guiding light
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| Relate to my youth
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| Well I'm still in awe of you
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| Discover some new truth
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| That was always wrapped around you
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| But don't just slip away
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| In the night
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| Don't just hurl
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| Your words from on high
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| Well I know I had it all on the line
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| But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind
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| Cos even when there is no star in sight
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| You'll always be my only guiding light
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| If we come back and we're broken
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| Unworthy and ashamed
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| Give us something to believe in
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| And you know we'll go your way
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| Cos I know I had it all on the line
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| But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind
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| Cos even when there is no star in sight
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| You'll always be my only guiding light
|
| And I know I had it all on the line
|
| But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind
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| Cos even when there is no star in sight
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| You'll always be my only guiding light |