Stumbling along down these streets again
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I can't help myself
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My pockets are light and so is my heart
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the lights are growing unbareably bright
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So wake up you stary skies
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and dance for me again
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I'll dry my eyes and
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Hopefully when a new day breaks
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I can find the strength to start again
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and the clouds will clear
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and the hurt will mend
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and i'll find my way back home
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all alone, all alone
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once again
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In life there are things you can't control
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I guess its fate
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but time is on no ones side
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it must be too late
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because when you think you're high
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and above the rest of the world
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the bridge beneath you will fall
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I found that in my heart
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theres a place that they can't find
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A place that they can't stop
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and so i'll say
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Hopefully when a new day breaks
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I can find the strength to start again
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and the clouds will clear
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and the hurt will mend
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and i'll find my way back home
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all alone, all alone
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once again
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Songs are made from fantasy
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and thoughts they make
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where dreams become reality
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its all fake
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cause when you think you're down
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and below the rest of the world
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the flowers around you will grow
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You'll find that in your heart
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theres a place that they can't find
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A place that they can't stop
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and so i'll say
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Hopefully when a new day breaks
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I can find the strength to start again
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and the clouds will clear
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and the hurt will mend
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and i'll find my way back home
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all alone, all alone
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once again
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Wake up you stary skies
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and dance for me again
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I'll dry my eyes
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I'll dry my eyes
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dry my eyes
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I'll dry my eyes...
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A New Day Breaks
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Amy Studt |