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The house, it shook and left us both alone, |
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And I would like to understand. |
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I'm not hopeless, yet, |
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I'm not hopeless, yet... |
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I showed you all the worst I had and more, |
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But now I hold my hand outstretched. |
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I'm not hopeless, yet, |
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I'm not hopeless, yet... |
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Oooooh, I'm not asking for the easy escape, |
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in a ways that will raise up again. |
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Oooooh, I am asking for the way to be clear, |
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so you'll head over here to my side, |
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Of the story... |
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I heard the storms resounding in the wake, |
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They came so close that it left this sound. |
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I'm not hopeless, yet, |
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I'm not hopeless, yet... |
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Oooooh, I'm not asking for the easy escape, |
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in a ways that will raise up again. |
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Oooooh, I am asking for the way to be clear, |
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so you'll head over here to my side, |
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Of the story... |