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I’m always here, always here for you
To cheer you up when you’re feeling blue
To pick you up, to pull you through
When despair takes hold, in this winter so cold
I don’t expect you to understand
As your love grows numb, your faith grows bland
And I’ll be sitting with an open hand
To welcome you back, to keep you on track
Help me if you can you ask?
Well I can't, that is your task.
I can stand by your side, give you a place to hide
Just don’t count on me, I’m one for spelling
Hopeful Discontent
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