| There are papers surrounding me
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| Keeping me buried beneath a sea
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| These are the things weighing me down
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| Not letting me breathe or make a sound
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| But it’s not too late to start anew
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| I need some help, show me what to do
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| When will I begin?
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| When will I begin?
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| When will I begin to be free?
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| When will I begin?
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| When will I begin?
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| When will I begin to be free?
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| Oh, be free, ohh
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| Will you walk with me? |
| Will you talk with me?
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| Will you say all the things I need you to say?
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| And I, I’ll come running
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| Then we’ll laugh in the rain
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| And we’ll crash through the waves
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| And we’ll sing each refrain so sweetly
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| Know I will lay down and die
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| Oh Lord, if you lie
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| All the air in the world would be leaving
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| Will you hold me close like the holy ghost?
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| Say the things I need the most
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| And I, I’ll come running
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| Then we’ll laugh in the rain
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| And we’ll crash through the waves
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| And we’ll sing each refrain so sweetly
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| And we’ll hold on 'til the end
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| I know you’re always gonna be my friend
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| All the weight in the world is leaving
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| So, when will I begin?
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| When will I begin?
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| When will I begin to be free?
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| When will I begin? |
| (When will I?)
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| When will I begin? |
| (When will I?)
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| When will I begin to be free?
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| When will I begin? |