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I’ve been rushing through

Down to the gutter, winds in my face

And it’s tearing my skin through to bone

And it just might be worth it

To let this skeleton walk out of my life



Take me

For what I am

A real good friend

Or just a stranger’s hand

Cause it’s in these kind of moments

When you don’t expect it

That things begin to change



Didn’t it ever occur

That the future and the past

Could somehow blur into the present

Then tick away and become the past

Well I don’t want to live like that anymore



Take me

For what I am

A real good friend

Or just a stranger’s hand

Cause it’s in these kind of moments

When you don’t expect it

That things being to change



I’ve come to the conclusion through a whole lot of living

And not a whole lot of untainted loving

That the person you need to love before anyone else is yourself

And once you’ve learned to accept yourself for who you are

Love will find you when you least expect it



Take me

For what I am

A real good friend

May be all I really need

Cause it’s in those kind of moments

When you don’t expect it

That life begins to change