Eyes are what you close
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When you can't bear to watch her go
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And pride is what it costs
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When you pay the price for what you've lost
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And knees are where you land
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When you haven't got the strength to stand
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And hands are what you fold
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When you pray to God, just to let her go
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To rise above the pain, you've gotta be on your knees
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Doors are what you slam
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When you can't open them again
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Sleep is what you lose
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When a memory still lays down with you
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And knees are where you land
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When you haven't got the strength to stand
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And hands are what you fold
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When you pray to God, just to let her go
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To rise above the pain, you've gotta be on your knees
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Knees are where you land
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When you haven't got the strength to stand
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And hands are what you fold
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When you pray to God, just to let her go
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On the road that leads to healing
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You find me on my knees
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Knees
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| Little Texas |
