| If I gave you my heart where would you be
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| Would it mean nothing if not for me?
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| If I gave you my eyes what would they see
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| Would they see nothing if not for me?
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| But I gave you my hand and my sign
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| And my soul on the earth
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| And I gave up on truth
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| When I heard about the worst
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| So I lived out of love
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| When I gave it away
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| And I sold off my soul
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| When there was no-one to pay
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| If I gave you my hand what would it write
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| Would it say nothing or say it’s alright
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| If I gave you my arms would they hold you tight
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| First light of morning or bid you goodnight
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| And I gave you my strength and my worth
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| And I gave you my gift
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| And I moved on the first
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| And I left us to drift
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| And I’ll reap from the soil
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| And I’ll build homes from wood
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| It’s a new better life
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| And we have to and should
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| And I gave you my dream of the world
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| And we stood on the quay
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| And we sang to the wind
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| And the whole darkening sea
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| And I feel my weight
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| And I guard my soul
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| And I found my beliefs
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| When I found my control
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| I gave you my hand
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| And my soul on the earth
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| And I gave up on the truth
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| When I heard about the worst
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| So I lived out of love
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| When I gave it away
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| And I sold off my soul
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| When there was no-one to pay |