| What price for a broken life
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| What price for the pain and strife
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| What price for wrong not right
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| Once more to choose
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| What price for a shattered dream
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| What price for a guilty stream
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| What price for all it seems you’ve gained
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| To lose
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| Round and round at love we try
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| And never do we once ask why
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| 'Cause the one who loves us most stands by
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| With his arms wide open
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| But still we run around and round
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| Often with ours heads hung down
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| Because the love we’ve lost not found is gone
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| What price for another chance
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| What price for a true romance
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| What price for one last glance
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| Before goodbye
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| What price for a path unknown
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| What price for a seed not sown
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| What price for a child once grown
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| To leave your side
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| It’s more than you or I could pay
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| It’s more than words that we could say
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| It’s more than seconds in one day
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| Or in a million years
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| Round and round when will it end
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| The silly game of let’s pretend
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| Let’s try to stop and start again
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| Right here
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| The price was paid at Calvary
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| So you and I no more would be
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| Lost without a light to see
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| In darkness our way
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| But we must open both our eyes
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| To see that God is standing by
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| Still with arms stretched open wide for us
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| Today
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| What price for love
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| What price for us
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| He paid |