| I’ve always tried to be aware
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| But, you know, it’s not always easy
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| I often stop and meditate
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| I hesitate (I hesitate)
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| And I forget where I have been
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| And I breathe out, then I breathe in
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| But underneath my feet I feel
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| The cold ground (ground)
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| Time and again I face my past
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| Voices and colors dwelling my heart
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| And step by step I’ve got to know
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| That «better» for me is never enough
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| Sometimes I wish I could rewind
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| All my life and change the rhyme
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| I’ve always thought «I'll be prepared»
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| But, you know, it’s never easy
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| I often stop and wait alone
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| All alone, all alone
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| Time and again (time and again) I face my past
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| Voices and colors dwelling my heart
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| And step by step (and step by step) I’ve got to know
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| That «better» for me is never enough
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| Sometimes I wish I could rewind
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| All my life and change the rhyme
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| The surface can hide so much
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| But inside the scars still hurt
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| So many memories have dies
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| Buried deep inside my mind
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| I’d never let them re-emerge
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| Every new day just feeds my soul
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| I know the best has yet to come
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| This is the reason to go on!
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| Time and again I face my past
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| Voices and colors dwelling my heart
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| And step by step I’ve got to know
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| That «better» for me is never enough
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| Time and again I let it go
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| But above all the present is gold
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| And the end I’ve got to know
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| That «perfect» for me is never enough
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| Sometimes I wish that I could see
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| Myself, the way I move and speak
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| With the eyes of someone else… |