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I try to stop to hold my breath
and wonder what Ill find.
Behind the door something stirs,
But only in my mind
Chorus
If you listen to your fears
and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre
real not quite what they seem.
Then you can write a different story
I came across a different place
A different way of life
Looking for the time Ive lost, to put the past behind
Sometimes I try, sometimes I fail,
and sometimes I close my eyes
Different places that Ive found
That were only in my mind
Chorus
If you listen to your fears
and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre
real when theyre not quite what they seem
If you listen to your fears
and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre
real when theyre not quite what they seem
If you listen to your fears
and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre
real when theyre not quite what they seem
Then you can write a different story
.
Then you can write a different story
.
Then you can write a different story
Then you can write a different story
Then you can write a different story