Sweet voices calling wild, echoing around this child
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Sweet Faith I'll be joining you, when my story's over
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Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo
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doo doo doo dee doo doo doo dee doo dah day
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Small secrets in the wind, blowing till the end begins
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Oh my children stand by me till my story's over
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Dee doo doo doo dah dee doo doo
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doo doo doo dee doo doo doo dee doo dah day
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If I were you and you were me those voices they would cease to be
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They won't be free to torment me again
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But in my bed again last night, those voices spoke of wrong and right
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They spoke of darkness and of light
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They spoke of weakness and of might
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The spoke of people in the snow
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And distant places long ago
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The spoke of fire and falling rain
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Of health and wealth and death and pain
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Nah....
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Sweet voices calling wild , echoing around this child
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Sweet Faith I'll be joining you , when my story's over
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If I were you and you were me those voices they would cease to be
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They won't be free to torment me again
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But in my bed again last night those voices spoke of wrong and right
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They spoke of darkness and of light
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They spoke of weakness and of might
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They spoke of people in the snow
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And distant places long ago
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They spoke of fire and falling rain
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Of health and wealth and death and pain
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They spoke of people in the snow
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And distant places long ago
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They spoke of fire and falling rain
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Of health and wealth and death and pain
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La la .....
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Voices
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The Bee Gees |