| I turn my back to the wind
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| To catch my breath before I start off again
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| Driven on without a moment to spend
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| To pass an evening with a drink and a friend
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| I let my skin get too thin
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| I’d like to pause, no matter what I pretend
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| Like some pilgrim who learns to transcend
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| Learns to live as if each step was the end
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| (Time stand still)
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| I’m not looking back, but I want to look around me now
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| (Time stand still)
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| See more of the people and the places that surround me now
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| Time stand still
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| Freeze this moment a little bit longer
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| Make each sensation a little bit stronger
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| Experience slips away
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| Experience slips away
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| Time stand still
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| I turn my face to the sun
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| Close my eyes, let my defenses down
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| All those wounds that I can’t get unwound
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| I let my past go too fast
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| No time to pause
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| If I could slow it all down
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| Like some captain, whose ship runs aground
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| I can wait until the tide comes around
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| (Time stand still)
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| I’m not looking back, but I want to look around me now
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| (Time stand still)
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| See more of the people and the places that surround me now
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| Freeze this moment a little bit longer
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| Make each sensation a little bit stronger
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| Make each impression a little bit stronger
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| Freeze this motion a little bit longer
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| The innocence slips away
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| The innocence slips away
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| Time stand still
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| Time stand still
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| I’m not looking back, but I want to look around me now
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| See more of the people and the places that surround me now
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| Time stand still
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| Summer’s going fast, nights growing colder
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| Children growing up, old friends growing older
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| Freeze this moment a little bit longer
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| Make each sensation a little bit stronger
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| Experience slips away
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| Experience slips away
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| The innocence slips away |