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I open my eyes to another day,
to things that I have known,
things that happen everyday,

I feel there's a shadow,
creeping up on me,
wind blows through the streets,
telling me something,
I don't say,

Draw the line to turn the time,
taking back what was mine,
now I can change almost anything,

Hold tight search for the light,
Do I know what's wrong or right,
Put the pieces back where they belong.

The days in the months are drifting by,
as though they didn't notice,
seasons changing in the breeze,

They're all of the same,
but I sense something's there,
waiting around the path,
revealing the truth that I will find,

Draw the line to turn the time,
taking back what was mine,
now I can change almost anything,

Hold tight search for the light,
Do I know what's wrong or right,
Put the pieces back where they belong.

My heavy heart,
has seen the truth,
no sky will ever clear,
they never fade away,
each and everyone.

It's going to be all right,
light comes after every night, (every night)

Draw the line to turn the time,
taking back what was mine,
now I can change almost anything,

Hold tight search for the light,
Do I know what's wrong or right,
Put the pieces back where they belong.

The air is still,
a path appears,
the choice is clear,
I'm finally here...

Safely back in your arms.