| My heart breaking up inside me
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| How could anyone feel so alone?
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| Tears flow pouring from my sorrow
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| No one here but me knows that I’m alive
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| And the thunder rolls in me
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| As the rain falls endlessly
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| Who can save me from my life?
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Through the storm however it blows
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| And there’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Stays with me wherever I go
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| Clouds fade even on a bad day
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| Even when the bow breaks in the wind
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| And love stays even when a man cries
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| And though a part of him dies in the end
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| It’s the lamp that tears the night
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| With a spark of heaven’s light
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| Never leaves me on my own
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Through the storm however it blows
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Stays with me wherever I go
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| When darkness hides the light of day
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| My God Is there to point the way
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| The arm that holds me through the night
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| And leads me on into the light
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Through the storm however it blows
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Stays with me wherever I go
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| Through the storm however it blows
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| There’s a hand, a hand on my shoulder
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| And it stays with me wherever I go
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| Wherever I go |