| I’ve said it many times, I know
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| I would change my ways, I know for sure
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| When all the crows decide to leave
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| They settle down beneath my feet
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| I’ve got right and I’ve got it wrong
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| But I’ve learned my lesson hanging on
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| Come sit here with me by the fire
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| And let it go for a little while
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| So be here as the night starts falling
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| Let my fingers walk over your head
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| We got nothing to be scared of
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| I’d rather b with you then by myself
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| Now all is in your hands
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| When I was young, I thought control
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| Would lad me to an ending road
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| An heavy medal seemed to be
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| The only thing that was for me
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| And I saw the angles coming down
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| And they sang a song (and) they sang it loud
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| And I still remember parts of it
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| And their yellow glorious will live
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| Won’t you be my guide and let me follow
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| Can I hold your hand for old times' sake?
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| And all this time you waited for me
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| Little did we know, I guess it’s faith
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| Now all is in our hands
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| All is in our hands (Ooh)
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| All is in our hands (Aah) |