This wasn't how it's supposed to be.

Will I find some kind of conviction
Or will I bid the hero farewell
Will I be defined by things I could have been
I guess time will only tell
I guess time will only tell

So don't let it be
Before tomorrow comes
Before you turn away
Take the hand in me
Before tomorrow comes
You can change everything

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You tuck me in,
Turn out the light
kept me safe and sound at night
little girls depend on things like that



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