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in the midst of all this welcome change i can hardly wait |
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to welcome all that was estranged to my life again |
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i thought i was on my own at different times |
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just a voice on a cold pay phone at different times |
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now i'm taken by these thoughts of how we found you and i |
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in the midst of it all in a northern town between the earth and sky |
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these thoughts of you come around at different times |
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we watch as the sun goes down at different times at different times |
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i've been tempted by these open doors you turned and i was gone |
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now i pray that i was spoken for in my absence in my song |
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i thought i was on my own at different times |
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like a stranger in my own home at different times at different times |
