| waiting to see, when there is no light
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| waiting to be, in the calm stormy night
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| you’re marching alone, and you’re not sure who cares
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| but time will go on, and you must not be scared
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| I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
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| I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes
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| waiting to see, when there is no light
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| waiting to be, in the calm stormy night
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| you’re marching alone, and you’re not sure who cares
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| but time will go on, and you must not be scared
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| wanting to hide, in the warmth of your dreams
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| a battle in vain, or oh so it seems
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| you’re carving a path, and there still is an end
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| now life will go on, but you’ll never descend
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| I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
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| I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes
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| counting the stars, in the glowing sky
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| admire the way, they shine in your eyes
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| you call out a name, just the sound gives you bliss
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| no matter the distance, you’ll always be missed
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| I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
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| I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes |