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Hey my friend |
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It seems your eyes are troubled |
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Care to share your times with me |
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Would you say you're feeling low and so |
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A good idea would be to get it off your mind |
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See, you and me |
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Have a better time than most can dream |
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Have it better than the best |
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And so can pull on through |
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Whatever tears at us |
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Whatever holds us down |
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And if nothing can be done |
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We'll make the best of what's around |
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Turns out not where but who you're with |
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That really matters |
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And hurts not much when you're around |
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If you hold on tight |
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To what you think is your thing |
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You may find you're missing all the rest |
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She run up into the light surprised |
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Her arms are open |
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Her mind's eye is |
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Seeing things from a |
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Clearer side than most can dream |
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On a better road I feel |
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So you could say she's safe |
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Whatever tears at her |
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Whatever holds her down |
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And if nothing can be done |
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She'll make the best of what's around |
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Turns out not where but what you think |
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That really matters |
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And hurts not much when you're around |
