| In the days so long ago
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| All the things I’ve come to know
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| Thank God it’s over
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| With a cool look in my eyes
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| Holding the pace, I’ve got to stride
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| And try to keep my sanity
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| Oh, it’s time for letting go
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| When I — Cross the line
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| This is the place; |
| this is the life I want to know
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| All on my own —
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| So mighty yet so simple as the river flow
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| And when I’m falling from grace —
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| This is the dream; |
| this is the faith I must believe
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| I’ve chosen to be —
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| To be the one to criticize the best of me
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| Just another lesson learned
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| I thought the wounds will heal in time
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| The pain doesn’t stop, it just subsides
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| It’s never ending
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| All the thoughts rage through my head
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| Things that I’ve done and things I’ve said
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| There’ll be no starting over
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| Oh, it’s time for letting go
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| When I — Cross the line
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| This is the place; |
| this is the life I want to know
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| All on my own —
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| So mighty yet so simple as the river flow
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| And when I’m falling from grace —
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| This is the dream; |
| this is the faith I must believe
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| I’ve chosen to be —
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| To be the one to criticize the best of me
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| And there’s still so much to learn
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| But I’m taking my time
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| And I’m crying out for number one
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| After all the damage has been done
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| Oh, all I want is satisfaction
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| To walk the path without distraction
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| To live this life so divine
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| Cross the line |