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One Day

Maybe one day you'll open up your eyes,
And the pain will wash away in the sunshine.
Maybe one day you'll call his name,
And all of the sadness and heartache will fade.
Love is some times tight.
We can make it all alright.
Today we have finally broken,
And this is the start of putting us back together.
Maybe one day you'll walk with a smile,
And you’ll never have to say goodbye.
Maybe one day the rainy days will be great,
And you could live without ever losing faith.
Maybe one day Love doesn't have to mean pain.
Maybe one day we could wash out are stains.
Were falling so gracefully,
We are proud to be fallen on our knee's for you.
Even when it's for all the wrong reasons,
You are still living strong inside of us.
Maybe one day we don't have to look away from you.
Maybe one day we will all finally wake.
Maybe one day we can all love you the same.

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