| And wish I could change the way that you feel
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| Standin' with him you feel more real
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| Lookin' so sweet with all your might
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| Trusted in him to put it night
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| Holdin' his hand like a brand new kite
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| Blue eyes sparkle open, alright
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| Wish I could see, the girl who’d fight
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| Playin' and laughin' and tryin' to show it
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| Runnin' and fallin' and dyin' to know it
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| Starin' you down with her gaze, hold it
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| Wish I could free you but I can’t, don’t blow it
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| Angel
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| Gonna show it
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| Lord
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| The Devil, go on hold it
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| Angel
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| Gonna show it
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| Lord
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| Lord help me
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| Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
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| Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
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| Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
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| Becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you, becuz of you
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| Wish I could free you, but I can’t, don’t blow it
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| Wish I could free you, but I can’t, don’t know it |