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In this deserted world |
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It's tough not to lose the heart |
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You once believed in miracles |
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Now it's a world apart |
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When the world is crushing down |
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And you're feeling down and out |
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When you feel there's no hope |
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Just follow me and you won't doubt |
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Alone on the hill |
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Lives the man they call healer |
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You look in his eyes |
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And you know that it's real |
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And you feel that you're stronger |
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You lose all your weakness |
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You lose all your fear |
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When you hear how he speaks |
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As you walk to the hill |
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To the man they call healer |
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Step by step you grow |
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And you will start to see |
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That it's real what they say |
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About him and his magic |
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He is small but a giant |
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You can see |
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The whole world in his eyes |
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He lives beyond the old oak |
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In a cabin near the creek |
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Some say he's a drop out |
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Some say he's just a freak |
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I can tell without a doubt |
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That's not true at all |
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Have you seen the old and sick |
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Climb up to the hill |
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Even if they crawl |
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Alone on the hill |
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Lives the man they call healer |
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You look in his eyes |
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And you know that it's real |
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And you feel that you're stronger |
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You lose all your weakness |
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You lose all your fear |
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When you hear how he speaks |
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As you walk to the hill |
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To the man they call healer |
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Step by step you grow |
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And you will start to see |
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That it's real what they say |
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About him and his magic |
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He is small but a giant |
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You can see |
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The whole world in his eyes |
