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By michael mcdonald & kenny loggins |
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Maybe it's true what they say about it |
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Maybe we can't make the ends meet |
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Maybe we'll all have to do without it |
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Maybe this world's just incomplete |
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Still we all look for the truth in our lives |
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Searching from different sides |
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So hard living in a desperate world |
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But we all do the best that we can |
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Chorus 1: |
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Some people see a change |
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Some will remain the same |
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But all of them live their lives under the gun |
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Some see the road as clear |
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Some say the end is here |
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They say it's a hopeless fight, well i say i gotta try |
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Maybe there's too much to think about it |
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Maybe there ain't nothin' left to say |
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But if our time's really runnin' out |
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Then this is no time to run away |
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'cause we're destined to look for the truth in this life |
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Blinded by tearful eyes |
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If it's no use tryin' in a desperate world |
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Then tell me why was i born |
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Chorus 2: |
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Some people see a change |
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Some will remain the same |
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But all of them live their lives under the gun |
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Some see the road as clear |
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Some say the end is here |
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They say it's a hopeless fight, but i say i gotta try |
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Lonely-living too lonely |
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Is it too late |
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To turn it all around |
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Chorus 2: |
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Someone's tryin' |
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Someone's cryin' out |
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While we live under the gun |
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Someone's livin' |
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Someone's givin' up |
