Good Song

"I'm About To Come Alive"
TRAIN

I can hear you downstairs crying on the phone
Telling someone that I'm here but you still feel all alone
 Maybe we were too young
 Goodbye, I've gotta go
 I can hear the baby waking up
 Got to get back to the life I know

I should have never believed him
 Maybe I should just leave him

Maybe I'm not but you're all I got left to believe in
 Don't give up on me
 I'm about to come alive
 And I know that it's been hard
 And it's been a long time coming
 Don't give up on me
 I'm about to come alive

No one thought I was good enough for you
 Except for you
 Don't let them be right
 After all that we've been through
 'Cause somewhere over that rainbow
 There's a place for me
 A place with you

In every frame upon our wall
 Lies a face that's seen it all
 Through ups and downs and then more downs
 We helped each other off of the ground
 No one knows what we've been through
 Making it ain't making it without you
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