if i were to listen to my doubts
i'd think my time was running out
but i'm old enough to do it
and young enough to do it again
i'm not about to lose i'm not about to lose this feeling that i've found
i'm not about to lose i'm not about to lose this feeling that i've found
if i were to listen to the sound
of that little voice i might turn back now
but i won't be taking fear's advice
not after all i've sacrificed
though my heart is overcome at times still it knows
where it's coming from and where it must go
just like an oak i'll take my stand
but like a willow i can bend
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