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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
Ric Candor ©1998
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I've been waiting since the moment I was born
longer still in spirit I suppose
for the one who'll share the love that dreams are made of
that's the only love my heart knows
though this world has tried to teach me
how to put restictions on my heart
and how to put conditions on my love
I rejected that way right from the start
but the world is persistent
the fear is everywhere
and people keep feeding it
when they pretend they don't care
for me caring is living in reality
anything less is just a weak fantasy
and anyone sharing love unconditionally
knows this is true - it all becomes clear
when you share your love your really there
and anyone too afraid to share
is just not here
now I'm looking around again...
for someone who's here
I'm looking around again
for someone who's there
Looking Around Again
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