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LESLIE PHILLIPS
THE TURNING |
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Libera Me
Dreams that i cant trace
pull my heart away
form love i long to taste.
Why do i run away
when i come face to face
with anything i need?
I am so afraid;
if i keep hoping there will come a day
when my heart is open that you will walk away
like you were never there.
And i dont know all the truth
from the lying
but i know that i need you
'cause i am dying from bein' held by hell
in this cell of blinding fear.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Liberame, liberame, liberame
from this dark dream to a life stream.
Libera, libera, liberame
form this bruisedsould living half whole.
Libera, libera, liberame.
I know there is a place
free from worries
before i turn this grace
into deisorder
ive got to find a way
out fo this chaos.
And i dont know all the truth
form the lying
but i know that i need you
'cuz i am dying
from being held by hell
in this cell of blinding fear
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Libera, libera, liberame
from this dark dream
to a life stream.
Libera, libera, liberame
from this bruised soul
living half whole.
Libera, libera, liberame
let the truth break
what my fears make.
Libera, libera, liberame
from this dark dream
to a life stream.
Libera, libera, liberame.
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