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Someone put a lock on this old door |
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It's been beaten up and used and more |
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It's been kicked a hundred thousand times |
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It's keeping all the memories behind |
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If you read the lines between the paint |
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Look beyond the cracks that store away |
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It's hidden in the windows of the walls |
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Right behind the eyes that saw it all |
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Given all the facts of circumstance |
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I did not believe that a romance |
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Would show itself in all this dark and blue |
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That's the only place I ever knew |
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You put me outside my safety-zone |
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Outside all the lines that made my home |
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To find out that no one really lives |
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Without giving what it is you give |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle looking in my life, after all |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle |
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I've been living underneath my skin |
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Everything I felt I kept it in |
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It carried all the words without a sound |
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It got me, it almost got too loud |
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But now that my arms are holding on |
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To someone as sacred as a song |
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To the one who wants to be my own |
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I have found that blood can come from stones |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle looking in my life, after all |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle looking in my life, after all |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle looking in my life, after all |
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A miracle looking in my life |
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A mirror-ball showing me all these faces |
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A miracle? |
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Someone put a lock on this old door |
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It's been beaten up and used and more |
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It's been kicked a hundred thousand times |
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It's keeping all the memories behind |
