| Show me a great place,
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| And pick me that sweet taste,
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| I’ve been so bitter and blinded,
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| But done the best they say.
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| And love will find my way.
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| Lay me on old ground,
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| Play me that soft sound,
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| I fall from a tall tune,
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| Into the best they say.
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| Love will find my way.
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| The image of love, it’ll dig you out,
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| And tunnel above to the heart-filled house.
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| So tear down those walls and reach the day.
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| The Image of love will lead the way.
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| Show me your leisure,
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| With a chest full of treasures.
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| We’ll go searching together
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| Until we find our day.
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| Love will find our way. |