Must I believe in every breath of life
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And the bitter taste of salt from the sea
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Must I believe in those that cross my path
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And life's shadows disappear
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Why must there always be a place
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Or a time a mountain to climb
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Why must the poets write tomorrow's too late
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Why can't they find something else to say
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Must I believe in the absence of your love
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And the hope you will return to me
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Must I believe in the dreams of yesterday,
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They seem so far away
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Must I believe...
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Must I Believe
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| Brenda Lee |
