| How you gonna tell your story
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| Are you gonna tell it rue
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| Either with or without reason
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| Love has paid the price for you
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| How you gonna cure this feeling
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| How you gonna right this wrong
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| Either with or without reason
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| The weaker do protect the strong
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| Listen in your hour of comfort
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| Listen in your hour of pain
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| Either in or out of season
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| The hunters still pursue the game
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody near
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody here
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| Now lately I’ve begun to wonder
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| Just who is talking when you speak
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| Either with or without reason
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| The stronger still pursue the weak
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| Now the wisest of the fools can tell you
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| Anything you want to hear
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| Either with or without reason
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| These are truths you hold so dear
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody near
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody here
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| I dedicate this inner chamber
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| I dedicate this harvest toil
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| Either with or without reason
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| The language of the heart takes hold
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| Now don’t you see that love offends us
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| When it rises up against this waste
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| Either with or without reason
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| Evidence of sin and grace
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody near
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| Oh, there’s somebody waiting
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| Oh, there’s somebody here |