voice calls softly
 It calls from within
 To [bad word] my steps
 And to keep on dreaming

 Around night falls and all turns to gray
 But I hold a light to light my way

 The sky is clear blue
 No matter what we do
 The road is long
 But I see the light
 That shines at the end
 The arms reaching in
 I know that you are waiting for me

 Though sorrows, troubles
 May gather up high
 Broken glass pieces
 Fall from the sky
 Memories though sad
 Will hold something [bad word]  Shattered glass pieces
 Reflect something new

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 voice calls softly
 It calls from within
 To [bad word] my steps
 And to keep on dreaming

 Around night falls and all turns to gray
 But I hold a light deep in my heart
 I knew you were waiting right from the start

 la la la...
 doo doo doo...
 da da da...