I step outside into the light.
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And as I walk and talk and say good-bye
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I cannot smile, I cannot cry
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these feelings so extreme, please tell me why.
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Walking away,
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why must the season’s change
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take me away
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from ones that I love?
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walking away,
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why must the feelings change
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and take me away?
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I’m crying Lord, please don’t fail me now.
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Days of dust go rambling by,
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running cicles around my dreams and my life.
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By the stare found deep in her eyes
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A fleeting glimpse of love is passing her by.
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Chorus
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Walking Away
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| Bebo Norman |
