And you sell yourself so short Every
time you look at her And never dare to
cross the line
Why is it so hard for you to understand We'll
never make it far beyond the gate Without
each other's hand
Yes, you had it once before You really
did Before you left it all behind You've
forgotten what you'll lose Before they
put their heartless patterns on your
mind
And it is being, only being It is
being it is as it was before And it is
being, yes believing being Only being
as you were before
You should be glad to be alive To
laugh and hear the baby's cry There is
no tolling of the bell You can forget
to be afraid to die
You were too busy to remember You
forgot your birth The one is center of
mind You're not the child you thought
you were You wake up in the dark
to know you're blind
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