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I'm walking the streets of blooming despair and regret |
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Kid in the alley is pressing the gun to his head |
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Is he right, is he wrong, is he weak, is he strong |
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Was he fighting alone - on his own? |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - take all his pain and his sorrow |
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I wish he could leave it today under the wings of tomorrow |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - show my the way and |
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I'll follow |
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Take me and fly me away on the wings of tomorrow |
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I'm closing the door to the room full of sorrow and rage |
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Girl in the window in tears sliding over the edge |
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Is she right, is she wrong, is she weak, is she strong |
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Was she fighting alone - on her own? |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - take all her pain and her sorrow |
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I wish she could leave it today under the wings of tomorrow |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - show me the way and |
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I'll follow |
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Take my and fly my away on the wings of tomorrow |
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Am I right, am |
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I wrong, am |
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I weak, am |
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I strong Am |
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I fighting alone - on my own? |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - take all my pain and my sorrow |
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I wish I could leave it today under the wings of tomorrow |
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Rain's falling down and |
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I pray - show me the way and |
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I'll follow |
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Take me and fly me away on the wings of tomorrow |
