| It will find you at the bottom of a bottle
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| It will find you at the needle’s end
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| It will find you when you beg and steal and borrow
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| It will follow you into a stranger’s bed
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| It will find you when they serve you with the papers
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| It will find you when the locks have changed again
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| It will find you when you’ve called in all your favors
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| It will meet you at the bridge’s highest ledge
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| So baby don’t look down, it’s a long way
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| The sun will come around to a new day
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| So hold on
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| Love will find you
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| Hold on
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| He’s right behind you now
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| Just turn around
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| And love will find you
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| It will find you when the doctor’s head is shaking
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| It will find you in a boardroom, mostly dead
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| It will crawl into the foxhole where you’re praying
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| It will curl up in your halfway empty bed
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| So baby don’t believe that it’s over
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| Maybe you can’t see 'round the corner?
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| So hold on
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| Love will find you
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| Hold on
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| He’s right behind you now
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| Just turn around
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| And love will find you
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| To hang between two thieves in the darkness
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| Love must believe you are worth it
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| You are worth it
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| So hold on
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| Love will find you
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| Hold on
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| He’s right behind you now
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| Just turn around
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| He’s right behind you now
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| Just turn around
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| And love will find you |