| She faces me with constination
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| in her eyes
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| though shes facing some direction
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| I can’t find
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| In this darkness
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| with no color
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| black and white
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| sun’s as dark as moonlight’s shadow
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| in her mind
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| I can walk along this road
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| with out a guide
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| but I can’t walk to your gates
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| without her sigh
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| Incubation mean to save your fragile life
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| oxygen that keeps me breathing
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| took your sigh
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| I can walk down this road
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| without a guide
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| but I can’t walk to your gates
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| without your sigh
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| I can walk down this road
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| without a guide
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| but I can’t walk to your gates
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| without your sigh
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| Ah (Ah Ah)
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| Ah (Ah Ah)
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| Ah (Ah Ah) |