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The wind is moving |
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But I am standing still |
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A life of pages |
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Waiting to be filled |
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A heart that's hopeful |
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A head that's full of dreams |
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But this becoming |
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Is harder than it seems |
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Feels like I'm |
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Looking for a reason |
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Roaming through the night to find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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Not a lot to lean on |
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I need Your light to help me find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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If there are millions |
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Down on their knees |
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Among the many |
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Can You still hear me? |
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Hear me asking |
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Where do I belong |
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Is there a vision |
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That I can call my own? |
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Show me, I'm |
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Looking for a reason |
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Roaming through the night to find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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Not a lot to lean on |
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I need Your light to help me find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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Looking for a reason |
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Roaming through the night to find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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Not a lot to lean on |
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I need Your light to help me find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
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Looking for a reason |
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Roaming through the night to find |
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My place in this world |
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My place in this world |
