| Walking by my side
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| She leaned her head against my shoulder
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| Hand in hand the streets were even
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| Soon that day was over
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| The first day of the fall
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| I know there was no plan for us
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| But somehow it is easy to believe
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| A good thing will go on
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| Broken but alive
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| Missing a few pieces, I know
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| My remedy is time
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| But now I need a new hope to break this fall
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| I saw you stand on the pier one night
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| Drying teardrops in the wind
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| Walking away in the dark, leaving everything
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| Now you’re gone and the leaves of fall
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| Are dancing in the whirlwind
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| Like so many times
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| The way we seem to learn is to
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| Repeat and fall again
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| But will the falling make us stronger?
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| Waiting for the sun
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| Waiting for the stars and moon
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| Hiding in the darkness waiting
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| Mountain, please, come closer
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| I am still alive
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| Missing a few pieces, I know
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| My remedy is time
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| But now I need a new hope to break this fall
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| I saw her stand on the pier one night
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| Drying teardrops in the wind
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| Walking away in the dark, leaving everything
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| Now she’s gone, and the leaves of fall
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| Are dancing in the whirlwind
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| Now she’s gone and the fallen leaves
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| Are dancing in the whirlwind
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| I am still alive
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| Missing a few pieces, I know
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| My remedy, my time
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| But now I need a new hope to break this fall
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| I saw her stand on the pier one night
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| Drying teardrops in the wind
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| Walking away in the dark, leaving everything
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| Now she’s gone, and the fallen leaves
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| Are dancing in the whirlwind
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| I stand in the whirlwind
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| Life must deal me a better hand
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| Standing tall and the leaves of fall
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| Are dancing in the whirlwind
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| Twice upon a time alone
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| Under the diamond skies
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| The whirlwind and I
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| The fallen leaves still dance alone
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| After the wind has gone
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| When the whirlwind is gone
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| Winter’s veil, the leaves are gone
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| I see the snowflakes on the fields
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| So slowly dancing in the whirlwind
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| Spring, new life as winter’s gone
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| I see the new leaves on the tree
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| Soon they are dancing with the whirlwind |