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When heaven cries and days are grey |
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And it's hard to breathe |
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When blossom's red is fading black |
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And summer leaves |
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When songs of hope are whining low |
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And moods go with the flow |
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It's not the end it's just a stage |
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It's not too late |
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Here's your verve |
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You'll get what you deserve |
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Come light the dark around us |
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Come be our beacon shining bright |
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Come light the dark around us |
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Believe me somewhere down the line |
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Will come the day a star will rise |
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And you'll be out of reach |
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When life's a trail of thorns walk on |
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And don't you lose belief |
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Don't you lose belief |
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You know the rain you know the shade and promises |
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In being left and being lone you're a specialist |
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When songs of hope are whining low |
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It's time for you to know |
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This is the start of something great |
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It's not too late |
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No more hurt |
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You catch what you deserve |
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Come light the dark around us |
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Come be our beacon shining bright |
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Come light the dark around us |
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Believe me somewhere down the line |
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Will come the day a star will rise |
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And you'll be out of reach |
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When life's a trail of thorns walk on |
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And don't you lose belief |
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Don't you lose belief |
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On this trail of thorns |
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Never lose belief |