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I can hear the promise of a broken man |
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Looking for love across a desert land |
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People never make it on their own when the raging rivers flow |
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One morning in September so many years ago |
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It hurts but I remember the days were getting cold |
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He was standing in my doorway |
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And I was just a child |
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It was early in the morning I looked into the sky |
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I can hear the promise of a broken man |
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Looking for love across a desert land |
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People never make it on their own |
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When the raging rivers flow |
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The bruises they are fading |
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Fading into yesterday |
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Just like time is never waiting |
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The pain remains the same |
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I can hear the promise of a broken man |
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Looking for love across a desert land |
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People never make it on their own |
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There's a place in my that I just will not go |
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Oh brother do or dare |
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Half of me is breaking me in despair |
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People never make it on their own |
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When the raging rivers flow |
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The day that I remember so many years ago |
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It was a morning in September |
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The days were getting cold |
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You never know tomorrow living on a battleground |
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You only have your heart to follow when love don't make a sound |
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I can hear the promise of a broken man |
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Looking for love across a desert land |
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People never make it on their own |
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There's a place in my that I just will not go |
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Oh brother do or dare |
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Half of me is breaking me in despair |
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People never make it on their own |
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When the raging rivers flow |
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We'll never make up again while the raging rivers flow |
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We'll never make up again, there's a place that I won't go |
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We'll never make up again while the raging rivers flow |
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We'll never make up again, there's a place that I won't go |
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We'll never make up again while the raging rivers flow |
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We'll never make up again, there's a place that I won't go |
