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WILL
The day is done, the time is over. I can't ever go back. I will cry
a thousands tears, Smile a million smiles, and hear a billion words. But will I see your face again?
ALL-GOOD
I sit and think, and I think about my dreams, Just maybe I'll get somewhere
someday. Then, I see your face, But I'll never find a trace, that maybe, just maybe you thought that way of me. But now
I see, see the truth behind those eyes. That my dreams well all die. But, there is a way that I can be free. I don't
have to be like all those others that couldn't see. That I can just be me.
I'LL TAKE YOUR HAND
What could be on the other side? Is there something different. Is it better
or worst? I would really like to know. The only way to know is to go. I must take a risk and go over. But what
if I don't make it, what if I'm gone forever? No one will know because they did not see. So, with that said I must take
you with me. I'll take you by the hand and bring you along. So, once I'm gone you will be beside me and
we can fly away together.
Did you ever want something that you couldn't have? Wishing you could have
this one thing, but never being able to get it. If you wait it will come, but what if it never does come.
What do you do then?
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