I know somehow, someway, I will get through
             Relief I find in knowing I'll be free
             I cannot swallow for I have not chewed.
             I'm stuck behind this door without a key
             I know somehow, someway, I will get through.
             Why is grass green and why is ocean blue?
             Unanswered questions churn inside of me
             I know somehow, someway, I will get through.
             The book of life is turning pages new
             It's taken many years for me to see
             I dream of where I'll be and what I'll do
             Away from home; I'm scared to be lonely
             I know somehow, someway, I will get through.
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