A father can give you his words
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But words are just symbols for things.
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And after he's gone
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That's when you learn to sing.
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A mother can give you her breast
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But soon that's all she'll bring.
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And when she's left
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That's when you learn to sing.
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People live this life.
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I know we lie and deceive.
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It's learned that I'm blind.
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I just wanted
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To believe.
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And when your love grabs your arm
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And whispers the sweetest of lies
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And all those around you, they wonder
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How can you've been surprised.
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It's written in her eyes
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That hope is a dangerous thing.
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Nightingale, you stagger and fail
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Is that how you've learned how to sing?
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People live this life.
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I know you lie and deceive.
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I'm not so blind.
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I just wanted...
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People live the world.
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I know you hurt and deceive.
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I'm not so blind.
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I just wanted
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And I want, and I want
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To believe.
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And I want to believe. [x7]
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And I just wanted...
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When You Learn To Sing
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| Rocco DeLuca & The Burden |
