lost and then found
Has Nothing to do with you
I hold my hands up
I'm defeated and feeling low
I have lost the words to triumph
And my feet are feeling cold
My heart has broke a thousand time
But you restore my soul
For at least the loss in a game
has nothing to do with you
At least the loss in my life
Has nothing to do with you
I hold my heart in my hands
Instead of on my sleeve
And sometimes I wounder
Will I put down the pain I'm going to feel
Wake up my hands are tired from the strain
At least the loss in all the world
Has nothing to do with you
I'm defeated and feeling low
I have lost the words to triumph
And my feet are feeling cold
My heart has broke a thousand time
But you restore my soul
For at least the loss in a game
has nothing to do with you
At least the loss in my life
Has nothing to do with you
I hold my heart in my hands
Instead of on my sleeve
And sometimes I wounder
Will I put down the pain I'm going to feel
Wake up my hands are tired from the strain
At least the loss in all the world
Has nothing to do with you
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Has Nothing to do with you
Has Nothing to do with you
