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Every Step Of The Way

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Climbing that mountain day by day
Meeting the world along the way
The sun was on my back
And hopes were high
To reach beyond my dreams

Then there were times when all was lost
Back over bridges that I'd crossed
Many were the days I was alone
I'd want to give it up
And go home

And then I heard your voice calling to me
And then I'd feel your arms so tenderly
I thought I was alone in the wind and the rain
But you were there every step of the way

Music has moved me through the years
Brought me the laughter and the tears
But more than anything I treasure friends
I've met along the way

Then there were times that I was sure
Nobody heard me at the door
The more that I would push, the less I'd gain
And I'd be on my knees
Once again

And then I heard your voice calling to me
And then I'd feel your arms so lovingly
I thought I was alone in the wind and the rain
But you were there every step of the way

We were together
In the wind and the rain
And you were there every step of the way
Yes, you were there every step of the way


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