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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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