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I got my daddy's eyes
but you gave me your double vision
I got my daddy's stride
Now I'm walking blind with double vision
And I can almost see your face now, in me
And I can almost feel the weight you carried
You had to break the skin
To put the blood between us
You did the dirty work
To put the blood between us
And I can almost see your face now, in me
And I can almost feel the weight you carried
Oooh rocking the seed in me
learning to speak the mothertongue
Sometimes between the lines
I crashed, I could've killed you
I tried
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by Steve Winwood
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
Chorus
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way
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Hätt' nie geglaubt
daß wir so lang
denselben Weg geh'n
und daß die kleine Pflanze
zwischen uns so blüht.
Zwar spielt mein Puls nicht mehr verrückt
nur weil du da bist
doch du bist schuld
daß sich mein Leben wohler fühlt.
Blitzlichtsekunden
dann Jahre
nichts mehr was blendet
und trotzdem so hell.
Aufeinander gesetzt
nur ganz wenig verloren
nach all der Zeit ist
es immer noch so schön.
Weiß nicht
wie lang es noch gut geht
lebenslang l
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More To This Life
Steven Curtis Chapman
Today I watched in silence as people passed me by,
And I strained to see if there was something hidden in their eyes;
But they all looked back at me as if to say
Life just goes on.
The old familiar story told in different ways,
Make the most of your own journey from the cradle to the grave;
Dream your dreams tomorrow because today
Life must go on.
CHORUS:
But there’s more to this life than living and dying,
More than just trying to make it through the day;
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