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At times I'm saddled by this nagging doubt |
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And the light so dim |
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Through this confusion my heart goes travelling |
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On a whim |
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It's a cold and rainy day but it feels so right |
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To be out on a limb |
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It's where I go when my hope's unravelling |
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On a whim |
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And I find myself in the middle of something |
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When I thought I was going nowhere fast |
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This is how it all begins |
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Must be the place where my faith comes in |
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On a whim |
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At times I'm saddled by this nagging doubt |
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Though the odds are so slim |
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I take my chances, my heart goes travelling |
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On a whim |
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I can't expect my mind to understand something |
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I see in him |
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I can't explain why my heart goes following |
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On a whim |
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At times I'm saddled by |
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At times I'm saddled by this nagging doubt |
