| You may not make it home tonight
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| You may not last another fight
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| You may not make it home tonight
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| When you meet your end, walk towards the light
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| Walk towards the light
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| Together, together we’ll always be
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| In life and death I will always have peace
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| I believe you’re here with me
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| You’re here with me
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| Knowing you found the way before the end
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| Has allowed me to live
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| Sometimes, you’ll think of me and say «I miss you, the stories you’d tell me»
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| You’ll wish we had more time, you got to say goodbye
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| Don’t forget, don’t forget what I told you
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| You gotta live, gotta live like I showed you
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| I’m proud of who you are
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| And it’s not too late
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| It’s not too late
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| Sometimes I wonder if you’re looking down
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| Have I strayed too far because I’m longing
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| To find the truth I’ve always known, show the way
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| The way to you
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| I have so much I need to say
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| What would you say?
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| Knowing you found the way before the end
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| Has enabled me to live
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| Sometimes, you’ll think of me and say «I miss you, the stories you’d tell me»
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| You’ll wish we had more time, you got to say goodbye
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| Don’t forget, don’t forget what I told you
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| You gotta live, gotta live like I showed you
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| I’m proud of who you are
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| And it’s not too late
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| It’s not too late
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| If you’re still there, pick me up, empower me
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| To stand alone, I’m coming home
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| I wonder if you’ll be there
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| I miss you
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| I wonder if you’re listening, watching?
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| Your memory will will never fade
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| You’ll live in me
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| You’ll live through me
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| You’ll live through me
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| Sometimes, you’ll think of me and say «I miss you, the stories you’d tell me»
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| You’ll wish we had more time, you got to say goodbye
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| Don’t forget, don’t forget what I told you
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| You gotta live, gotta live like I showed you
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| I’m proud of who you are
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| And it’s not too late
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| It’s not too late
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| It’s not too late
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| It’s not too late |