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(Verse 1)
Somewhere
In a broken down house of despair
The silence cries
There's no one there
(Chorus)
Try my hand
It might fit like a glove
We could fall in love
Feel it's warm touch
We may rise above
Try my hand
(Verse 2)
Sometimes
In a beaten down town on hard times
The silence cries
Where nothing shines
(Chorus)
Try my hand
It might fit like a glove
We could fall in love
Feel it's warm touch
We may rise above
Try my hand
(Bridge)
I have nothing
Nothing but time
Time by myself
Self absorbed
Absorbed by this fear
Fear of being alone
(Chorus)
Try my hand
It might fit like a glove
We could fall in love
Feel it's warm touch
We may rise above
Try my hand
© 2013 Andrew Comte
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