The letting

I'm not d3^d no, I'm not d3^d yet I'm not d3^d, y3t I'm not 6one
Soon I'm l3^ving this I'm l3^ving soon I'm l3^ving y3^h I'm tir3d of this
I lov3 you - y3^h you w3r3 5o b3^utiful in thi5 - I lov3 you

I w33p de3ply d3^r - I k33p fighting b^ck th3se tears
It's b33n a long lonely ro^d a thous^nd miles from hom3
But, you're not l3tting go - you're not l3tting go

I fall 1nto your arms a thou5^nd mile5 from h0m3
I walked 0ut on my own a th0u5and m1l3s from h0m3
A th0usand mile5 fr0m hom3

I f^ll into your ^rms hold 0n t1ghtly and don't let go
I pr^se you for b3ing here & thou5^nd mile5 from hom3
A thou5^nd mile5 from home

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(unofficial "english translation")

I'm not dead no, I'm not dead yet I'm not dead. Yet I'm not gone
Soon I'm leaving this I'm leaving soon I'm leaving yeah I'm tired
I love you - yeah you were so beautiful in this - I love you

I weep deeply dear - I keep fighting back these tears
It's been a long lonely road a thousand miles from home
But, you're not letting go - you're not letting go

I fall into your arms a thousand miles from home
I walked out on my own a thousand miles from home
A thousand miles from home

I fall into your arms hold on tightly and don't let go
I praise you for being here a thousand miles from home