| In this deserted world
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| It’s tough not to lose the heart
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| You once believed in miracles
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| Now it’s a world apart
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| When the world is crushing down
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| And you’re feeling down and out
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| When you feel there’s no hope
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| Just follow me and you won’t doubt
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| Alone on the hill
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| Lives the man they call healer
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| You look in his eyes
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| And you know that it’s real
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| And you feel that you’re stronger
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| You lose all your weakness
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| You lose all your fear
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| When you hear how he speaks
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| As you walk to the hill
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| To the man they call healer
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| Step by step you grow
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| And you will start to see
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| That it’s real what they say
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| About him and his magic
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| He is small but a giant
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| You can see
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| The whole world in his eyes
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| He lives beyond the old oak
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| In a cabin near the creek
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| Some say he’s a drop out
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| Some say he’s just a freak
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| I can tell without a doubt
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| That’s not true at all
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| Have you seen the old and sick
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| Climb up to the hill
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| Even if they crawl
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| Alone on the hill
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| Lives the man they call healer
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| You look in his eyes
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| And you know that it’s real
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| And you feel that you’re stronger
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| You lose all your weakness
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| You lose all your fear
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| When you hear how he speaks
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| As you walk to the hill
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| To the man they call healer
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| Step by step you grow
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| And you will start to see
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| That it’s real what they say
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| About him and his magic
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| He is small but a giant
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| You can see
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| The whole world in his eyes |