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The empty page before me now, the pen is in my hand |
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The words don't come so easy but |
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I'm trying |
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I'm searching for a melody or some forgotten line |
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They can slip away from us so quickly |
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Don't be unkind |
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I'm not complaining |
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I only feel it needs explaining |
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And though |
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I've said it all before |
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I'll say it once again |
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Everyone needs something to believe in |
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So turn around, turn around it's on the other side |
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Feel the sound, feel the sound, it's coming from deep inside |
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It will fill you with emotion, if you let it be your guide |
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So turn around, turn around, it's on the other side |
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I'm waiting for the day to end another to begin |
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Somehow I've forgotten what it stood for |
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I look into your face and see the searching in your eyes |
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I will be your servant till the end |
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The music plays and for a moment |
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I feelThat all these days are so fulfilling |
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And though |
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I've said it all before |
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I'll say it once again |
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Everyone needs something to believe in |
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So turn around, turn around it's on the other side |
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Feel the sound, feel the sound, it's coming from deep inside |
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It will fill you with emotion, if you let it be your guide |
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So turn around, turn around, it's on the other side |
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Desperation shows its ugly face in many ways |
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No one can escape the times we live in |
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The answers are so simple and we all know where to look |
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But it's easier just to avoid the question |
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And if I seem too inconclusive |
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It's just because it's so elusive |
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And though |
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I've said it all before |
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I'll say it once again |
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Everyone needs something to believe in |
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So turn around, turn around it's on the other side |
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Feel the sound, feel the sound, it's coming from deep inside |
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It will fill you with emotion, if you let it be your guide |
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So turn around, turn around, it's on the other side |