| The weary world is waiting
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| For ambition to be played
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| Now young and not afraid
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| I’ve got to challenge every challenge that I know
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| For I am just a sailor
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| On a ship across the land
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| Let me hold your hand
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| To bid farewell
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| So I can knuckle to my knees
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| But I’ll be back again
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| No matter where I go
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| For it’s only love
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| That frees the fire for burning
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| And I’ll take you in my arms
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| And tell you all I know
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| As I sing the changing songs
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| Of my returning
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| My drifting days prepare me
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| To do battle with the night
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| Phantom of the fight
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| I’ve got to conquer
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| All the courage of my fears
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| The answer lies in limbo
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| And the harvest will be hard
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| But sacred are the stars
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| That leave their mark upon
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| The fast dissolving years
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| Yes I’ll be back again
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| No matter where I go
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| For it’s only love
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| That frees the fire for burning
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| And I’ll take you in my arms
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| And tell you all I know
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| As I sing the growing songs of my returning
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| Time must have her victory
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| It’s that I’ve always known
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| But I’ve won or lost alone
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| And when a voice calls out
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| «There's someone you should meet»
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| With every strength remaining
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| I will suffer one more scene
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| I’ll gather all my dreams
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| And with my final breath
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| I’ll lay them at your feet
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| Yes I’ll be back again
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| No matter where I go
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| For it’s only love
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| That frees the fire for burning
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| And I’ll take you in my arms
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| And tell you all I know
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| As I sing the final song
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| Of my returning |