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Have you ever been alone
Where the wind runs, skips and moans
And a man comes in your way
Telling you it's time to pray
Everybody's got illusions
Everybody talks so tall
Everybody draws conclusions
When they make no sense at all
Everybody's got a reason to be there
When they're down on their luck
Losing the will to survive
Have you ever seen them cry
With a love they won't deny
And a man gets in their way
Telling all it's time to pray
Everybody's got illusions
Everybody talks so tall
Everybody draws conclusions
When they make no sense at all
Everybody's got a reason to be there
When they're down on their luck
Losing the will to survive
Have you ever been revived
Your possession thrown aside
And a man comes in your way
Telling you it's time to pray
Everybody's got illusions
Everybody talks so tall
Everybody draws conclusions
But they make no sense at all
Everybody's got a reason to be there
When they're down on their luck
Losing the will to survive