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What I have is nothing to my name |
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No property to speak of |
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And no trophy for my game |
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Intangible and worthless |
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My assets on the page |
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My coffers are empty |
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Any offer of safety has faded away |
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But what I have |
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What I have is |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You take what I can give and you treasure it |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You turn to me and say, I believe in this |
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That makes me lucky |
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God, I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be |
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'Cause what I have (what I have) |
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Means so very little to this world |
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A promise that I kept and a bridge that I saved before it burned |
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The sacrifice that I made |
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Brought me to my knees |
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A choice that cost me everything and set somebody else free |
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But what I have |
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Is the value that you see in these things |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You take what I can give and you treasure it |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You turn to me and say, I believe in this |
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That makes me lucky |
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God I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be |
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'Cause what I have |
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Is the value that you see in these things |
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And everytime I forget those things you bring them right back to me |
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With your patience |
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When I'm blinding mad |
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And your passion |
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When I'm really, really bad |
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And your eyes |
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Taking in everything I am |
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And your body and soul and the way that you know |
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How I treasure you |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You take what I can give and you treasure it |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You turn to me and say, I believe in this |
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That makes me lucky |
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God I'm so lucky |
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So much luckier than I ever thought I'd be |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You take what I can give and you treasure it |
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On an ordinary day |
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The extraordinary way |
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You turn to me and say, I believe in this |