The music stopped
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You watch the people walk away
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Your eyes reflected light that shone down
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from the stained glass windowpane
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Now we could talk
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But the words would come out wrong
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And there is no black or white
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But still, we just move on
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And you're never gonna be the same
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from this moment you'll rise
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to a height only gained by a compromise
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share the glimpse of a new beginning
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And now you've changed
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But just a small part of me believes this
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And you will stay
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But just a small part of me believes this
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And for good luck,
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we wear three keys to keep life prosperous
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There's a looming shadow
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that stands before us
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And what was lost
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Was the reason to believe
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And the innocence and the will to retrieve it
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And you're never gonna be the same
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from this moment you'll rise
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to a height only gained by a compromise
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Share the glimpse of a new beginning
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And you're never gonna be the same
|
from this moment you'll rise
|
to a height only gained by a compromise
|
Share the glimpse of a new beginning
|
And now you've changed
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But just a small part of me believes this
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And you will stay
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But just a small part of me believes this
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And just a small part of me believes this
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And just a small part of me believes this
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And just a small part of me believes this
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Small Part Of Me
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| Maria Taylor |
