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There's something on your mind and it's knocking all the time And sometimes it will break down the door and say, "There's no hiding today, from this hell we've made." So come back to me We'll love again you'll see And I will die each day to win your lovely face There's no storm I won't brave 'Cause if love means anthing It must last... And I wanted to come home but home was just a place I used to know And I wanted to believe That this was never me and this was never you And we could pull on through.. And I heard My Son Let go I'll catch you Take you Home