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Ooh, let it be. |
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Don't be a prisoner of your memories. |
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They steal from your future, |
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and fill you with lies. |
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Don't be afraid. |
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You've got tomorrow, |
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open the doors |
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and see what waits inside, |
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'cause you can't turn back |
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the Hands Of Time |
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No you can't turn back |
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the Hands Of Time |
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Life is full of dreams, |
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broken hearts and mysteries. |
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But what's done is done, and you must move on. |
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You like to paint a scene. |
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like a water coloured fantasy. |
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Distored visions where you can hide |
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But in our lives, we must live for tomorrow |
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Cling to the past and you'll be left behind |
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'cause you can't turn back |
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the Hands Of Time |
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No you can't turn back |
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those pages of your mind |
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No you can't turn back |
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There's nothing left behind |
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No you can't turn back |
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OOhh...you can't turn back the hands of time... |
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But in our lives, we must live for tomorrow |
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Cling, cling to the past and you'll be left behind |
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'cause you can't turn back |
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the Hands Of Time |
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No you can't turn back |
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those pages of your mind |
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No you can't turn back |
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There's nothing left behind |
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OOhh...you can't turn back |
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OOhh...you can't turn back the hands of time... |
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can't turn back |
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can't turn back |
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can't turn back |
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can't turn back |