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You ask me where to begin |
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Am I so lost in my sin? |
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You ask me where did I fall |
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I'll say I can't tell you when |
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But if my spirit is lost |
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How will I find what is near? |
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Don't question I'm not alone |
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Somehow I'll find my way home |
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My sun shall rise in the east |
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So shall my heart be at peace |
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And if you're asking me when |
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I'll say it starts at the end |
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You know your will to be free |
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Is matched with love secretly |
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And talk will alter your prayer |
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Somehow you'll find you are there |
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Your friend is close by your side |
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And speaks in far ancient tongue |
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A seasons wish will come true |
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All seasons begin with you |
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A world we all come from |
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One world we melt into one |
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Just hold my hand and we're there |
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Somehow we're going somewhere |
