| Lying here awake again
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| Minutes before dawn I hear your breathing
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| Your heart beat like a song
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| Lately I’ve been feeling a little less then good but
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| Seeing things for the first time like I never could
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| I’ve had my head down against the door
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| Trying to get to something I couldn’t find before
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| That special something, that feeds my soul
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| Is a rhythm to live by, it’s a rhythm of hope
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| Something drives us onwards
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| Something gives us strength
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| What makes our judgment falter is the questions we think
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| Who am I to fly so high?
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| What gives me the right to dream of what could be
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| Keep reaching for the light?
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| I’ve been standing in front of that door
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| Basing my happiness on what' I knew before
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| Searching for something that moves my soul
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| A rhythm to hold to, a rhythm to live to
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| Have you been down like this before?
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| I guarantee there’s something waiting for you just open that door
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| A rhythm to live by, that moves your soul
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| A rhythm that holds you
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| A rhythm to live to
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| And if there’s one thing we all need now
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| It’s a rhythm to live by, a rhythm of hope
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| Lying here awake again |