| The bluest summer skies, cloudless in your eyes
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| A little out of focus here
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| And the rain belongs to all the tender songs
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| That I might not ever sing to you
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| Don’t be afraid of anything that faces you today
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| You might not know this but I’m with you all the way
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| If I could read the lines and find your smile to hide behind
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| I wonder what encouragement I’d find
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| If you could only see this photograph of you and me
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| It’s always out of focus in my mind
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| Don’t be afraid of anything that faces you today
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| You might not know this but I’m with you all the way
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| I only want to know if it could happen
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| I really want to know if it would be worth anything at all
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| The bluest summer skies, cloudless in your eyes
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| A little out of focus here
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| And the rain belongs to all the tender songs
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| I’ll be singing only for you
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| Don’t be afraid of anything that faces you today
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| You might not know this but I’m with you all the way
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| I am with you all the way
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| I am with you all the way
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| All the way |