I walk away
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it seems it's like a bad day
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on the hill
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I stand and stare away
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hoping for a brighter day
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and I stand staring there
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and I stand staring there today
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I feel the rain
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fall upon my face and wash away
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the things I feel inside
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turmoil is what moves the tides
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and I stand staring there
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and I stand staring there
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and I begin another day
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you say you hurt
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and the cut has been too deep
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the blood
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that flows inside your soul has died
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cancer is the hurt inside
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and I can't walk away
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and I can't show the pain
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and I can't let it go
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and I can't let it go away
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it's another day
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the morning comes so bright
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I feel lifted
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now the clouds have passed
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I feel freedom here at last
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Three Days
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| Toni Childs |
