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We always have a choice |
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Or at least I think we do |
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We can always use our voice |
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I thought this to be true |
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We can live in fear |
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Extend ourselves to love |
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Or we can fall below |
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Or lift ourselves above |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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Love can stop your fear |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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But it's not always that clear |
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I always try so hard |
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To share myself around |
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But now I'm closing up again |
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Drilling through the ground |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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Love can stop your fear |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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But it's not always that clear |
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I'd love to give myself away |
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But I find it hard to trust |
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I've got no map to find my way |
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Amongst these clouds of dust |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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Love can stop your fear |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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Love can stop your fear |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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Love can stop your fear |
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Fear can stop you loving |
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But it's not always that clear |
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But it's not always that clear |
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But it's not always that clear |
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But it's not always that clear |
