| Well, I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| And I’m trapped here by the sea
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| And I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| And its gates do not open for me
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| Well, I see its lights shine bright
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| And they’re waving at me through the trees
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| But I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| 'Til I burn all the sin from me
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| Well, I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| I got lied to when I was young
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| 'Cause life’s not about being happy, Sarah
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| Life’s not about having fun
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| But I never could fill in the blanks then
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| And if not fun, then what is life for?
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| And now I’m just endlessly searching
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| Without even knowing what for
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| And I need a promise of sorts
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| A guarantee something will change
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| But I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| There are no guarantees there, I’m afraid
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| And I see its lights shining bright
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| They’re waving at me through the trees
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| But I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| 'Til I burn all the sin from me
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| And I’m not allowed in Heaven
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| 'Til I burn all the sin from me |