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Father, oh |
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Father, hear me if |
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You canIs it true what they say that life is a dream? |
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I don't understand |
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The things that make rain in my eyes |
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Are they real or are they lies? |
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You know I hear so much about |
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You nowI'd give anything to go on a little boat with |
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YouTalk about the scheme of things |
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On a little boat with |
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YouFather, oh |
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Father, guide me if |
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You canOr give me the chance to follow |
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You homeI am |
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Your son but |
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I wish I knew |
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YouWhen You were young were |
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You lonely as a boy? |
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You know I'd give so much to see |
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You nowI'd go anywhere, pick a little stick and walk with |
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YouTalk about the scheme of things |
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On a short walk with |
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YouFather, oh |
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Father, You give me just a little hope |
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I feel something out there reaching for me |
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Well, here |
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I am, won't |
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You take me with |
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You out of this maze |
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And away from this place |
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Because it gets so cold and lonely here |
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I'll do anything to sit on a little rock with |
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YouTalk about the scheme of things |
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On a small rock with |
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YouShow me, show me, show me the way |
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Before they grind me down and bleach me grey |
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Send me power not to be afraid and when |
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I close my eyes |
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Let me see |
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You once in the light |
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Father, oh |
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Father, heal me if |
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You canIs it true what they say that life is a dream? |