| I see the headlights
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| Shining on the wall
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| It seems I’ve got a visitor
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| Who is kind enough to call
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| And I hope and I pray, everyday
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| I hope and I pray it’s you
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| I thought I heard some footsteps
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| On the floor
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| And tell me am I dreaming
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| Or is it someone at the door
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| 'Cos I hope and I pray
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| Everyday
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| I hope and pray, it’s you
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| Autumn turns to winter
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| And winter turns to spring
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| I only know the passing of the days
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| And if you were to ask me
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| About the meaning of my life
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| It kind of lost it’s meaning
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| On the day you went away
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| You know that when it comes
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| To matters of the heart
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| I thought I had it covered
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| But it’s tearing me apart
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| And I hope and I pray
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| Everyday
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| I hope and I pray, it’s you
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| Autumn turns to winter
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| And winter turns to spring
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| The summer sun still lingers
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| In my head
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| If it wasn’t for the letters
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| That you wrote me from the heart
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| I’d sometime wonder baby
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| If I dreamed it all instead
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| You see I’ve got to feel your hand
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| Upon my face
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| I need to get the calling
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| To rejoin the human race
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| And I hope and I pray
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| Every day
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| I hope and I pray, it’s you |