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Weary of life you retired from the world |
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The voice in your soul that cried follow (follow) |
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Told you of treasures of silver and gold |
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Locked up in an heart that seemed hollow (hollow) |
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Secretly yearning to open the gate |
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To escape from your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow) |
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Painfully learning the cost of experience |
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Comes with the frost of tomorrow |
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You were always in a world of your own |
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At night leaving out food for the angels (angels) |
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You tried hard to capture them like little birds |
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You would keep them in cages forever and ever |
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Frightened by all that seemed golden and pure causing |
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All around you hurt and sorrow (sorrow) |
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Painfully learning the cost of experience |
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Comes with the frost of tomorrow |
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Resisting temptaion to unlock your heart |
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Living all of the time you could borrow (borrow) |
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Afraid to be free in a world without freedom |
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A life spent from to shadow to shadow (to shadow) |
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Once back in time in a white house of dreams |
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You hid all of your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow) |
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Painfully learning the cost of experience |
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Comes with the frost of tomorrow |
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Though you search all your life for what |
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Lay in your heart |
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And the treasure |
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The pleasure you follow |
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Painfully learning the cost of experience |
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Comes with the frost of tomorrow |
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Tomorrow, tomorrow |
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The cost comes tomorrow |
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Tomorrow, tomorrow |
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You're learning tomorrow |
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Painfully learning the cost of experience |
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Comes with the frost of tomorrow |