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at times i'm saddled by this nagging doubt and the light so dim |
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through this confusion my heart goes travelling on a whim |
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it's a cold and rainy day but it feels so right to be out on a limb |
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it's where i go when my hope's unravelling on a whim on a whim |
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and i find myself in the middle of something |
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when i thought i was going nowhere fast this is how it all begins |
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must be the place where my faith comes in on a whim on a whim |
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at times i'm saddled by this nagging doubt though the odds are so slim |
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i take my chances my heart goes travelling on a whim on a whim on a whim |
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i can't expect my mind to understand something i see in him |
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i can't explain why my heart goes following on a whim |
