| As I walk along the lonely shore
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| On life I’m wondering
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| Don’t know why is it so hard to let go
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| All that I believed
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| Leave the child inside me on the road
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| For the man I must become
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| I hope I find the place where I belong
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| The night is dark, I need to find
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| A lighthouse on the coast
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| It should lead me and it’s light my mind
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| And drive away my ghosts
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| I early learned the power of love
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| But many times I’ve failed
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| As I could free myself from all my chains
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| As I could free myself from all my chains
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| Here I go a castaway
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| Try to turn my storm to silence
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| Here I go against the dark to find the light
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| Here I go against the rain
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| To find my soaking soul asylum
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| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart
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| My prideful mind is always false to my pure and humble heart
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| Always leads me to the wrong decision ‘till I fall apart
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| Responsibility, it must win over happiness
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| But my idealistic soul won’t acquiesce
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| But my idealistic soul won’t acquiesce
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| Here I go a castaway
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| Try to turn my storm to silence
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| Here I go against the dark to find the light
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| Here I go against the rain
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| To find my soaking soul asylum
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| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart
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| So I find myself in doubt
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| But I’m holding on
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| It’s a lifelong blackout
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| But I’m holding on
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| I feel I lost my route
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| But I’m holding on
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| Desperately I’m crying out
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| That I’m holding on
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| Here I go a castaway
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| Try to turn my storm to silence
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| Here I go against the dark to find the light
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| Here I go against the rain
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| To find my soaking soul asylum
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| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart
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| ‘Til I find peace for my broken heart |