Outside there's a bird
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and it is singing
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And outside of my window
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there's a life
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I feel like someone's
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talking to my spirit
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They tell me that there's
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reasons to survive
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I could draw you a picture
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I could write on my face
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I could read you a scripture
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of tales
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And I know no matter
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how much colder
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Or how much I carry
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on my shoulders
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As long as I'm standing
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I'll be closer
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Cause it ain't over 'til it's over
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But we don't get down
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No we don't get down
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We can turn this 'round
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And maybe
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It's today ahh yeahh
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Cause all these scenes
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of grief got my head spinnin'
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And we're dancing on the
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edge of a knife
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And could I be your hero
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or your villain
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Uhh I guess it just depends
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in whose eyes
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I could draw you a picture
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I could write on my fist
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I could read you a scripture of this
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And I know no matter
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how much colder
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Or how much I carry
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on my shoulders
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As long as I'm standing
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I'll be closer
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Cause it ain't over 'til it's over
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But we don't get down
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No we don't get down
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We can turn this 'round
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And maybe
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It's today ahh yeahh
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And I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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No I don't get down
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Cause you lift me up
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And I know no matter
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how much colder
|
Or how much I carry
|
on my shoulders
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As long as I'm standing
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I'll be closer
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Cause it ain't over 'til it's over
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But we don't get down
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No we don't get down
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We can turn this 'round
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And maybe
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It's today ahh yeahh
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Get Down
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| James Arthur |
