What I Found When I Lost It All
When I could not spend a day with you
I spent one all alone
And when I couldn’t look into your eyes
I looked into my soul
When I couldn’t hold your hands
I made good use of mine
And when I had a question for you
The answer wasn’t hard to find
And for every day I’ve spent without you
And for every tear I’ve cried
I’ve found a part of me
That I once tried to hide
So through all the pain
I’ve been somehow set free
For in losing you
I’ve stumbled upon me
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