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I had something |
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It fell from me |
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Something strong |
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Like a pounding drum |
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Like ringing bells |
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When I was young |
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I had something |
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And it was gone |
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I had something |
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Made me walk all night |
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Made me run from home |
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Made me fight |
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I had something |
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Made me feel alone |
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Like an orphan |
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Waiting for a home |
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Every footstep that I take |
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Completes the circle my life makes |
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Every living thing has ties that bind |
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What I lost returns with love and time |
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I heard something |
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It called to me |
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And it told me |
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I was saved |
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Not by God |
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And not by words |
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Not by any living thing |
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It was the voice that I once knew |
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Of my daughter or my son |
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Not yet born |
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And not yet known |
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Another orphan waiting for a home |
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Every footstep that I take |
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Completes the circle my life makes |
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Every living thing has ties that bind |
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What I lost returns with love and time |
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Every living thing has ties that bind |
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What I lost returns with love and time |
