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When I am down and oh, my soul, so weary.
When troubles come and my heart burdened be. Then, I am still and wait here in the silence until you come and sit a while with me. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas. I am strong, when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up, to more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas. I am strong, when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up, to more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas. I am strong, when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up, to more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas. I am strong, when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up, to more than I can be. You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas. You raise me up, to more than I can be. You raise me up, to more than I can be. |
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Midnight,
Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamplight, The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory, all alone in the moonlight I can dream of the old days Life was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning Someone mutters, and the streetlamp sputters And soon it will be morning Daylight, I must wait for the sun rise I must think of a new life and I mustn't give in When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too And a new day will begin Burned-out ends of smoky days The stale, cold smell of morning A streetlamp dies, another night is over Another day is dawning Touch me, it's so easy to leave me All alone with a memory Of my days in the sun If you touch me, You'll understand what happiness is Look, a new day has begun |
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I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung, no wine untasted But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart And they turn your dream to shame He slept a summer by my side He filled my days with endless wonder He took my childhood in his stride But he was gone when autumn came And still I dream hell come to me That we will live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather I had a dream my life would be So different from this hell lm living So different now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream l dreamed. |
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