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You Are The Reason

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 18.09.2012

A shadow in the moonlight, here she comes to me,
We sit and talk about it all,
And out in the distance, a dream is over,
All I've been working for;

This is not how I want you to see me,
I have done the best I can,
Now the only thing I believe in,
Is a woman and a man;

You are the reason I'll stay in the fight,
When I can't take it anymore,
You are the reason I wake in the night,
And say that I was only dreaming of it all;

And now in the dawn light, she talks with me again,
Remember all the things we've done,
Been through the bad times, and we've seen through the sad times,
We're stronger than before;

And you picked me up when I was falling,
And you gave me back my pride,
And you listen when I am calling,
And hear the man inside;

You are the reason I'll stay in the fight,
When I can't take it anymore,
You are the reason I wake in the night,
And say that I was only dreaming of it all,
You are the reason I'll stay in the fight.


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