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We all take the golden pills to make this world our own
To fix all our problems, to heal our broken bones
Yet when it comes, to illness of the heart
Nobody on this planet, knows just quite where to start
But let me be your doctor, let me heal your wounds
Lets share your burder, so you can feel better soon
I can't offer certainties, and I can't offer assurance
The only thing I can offer, is myself up to the fullest
So let's tackle all your problems
They'll fall down like toy men
Just fall into my arms my dear
And let's forget all this din