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WILL YOUNG >> Merchandise Links
WILL YOUNG
(S Lipson/ K Poole) Life Has a funny way of trying to make You a certain type And making it hard Yeah life Is feet firmly on the ground With a fear of flying It's always too far Chorus 1 It only makes me stronger When you say I can't do it I'll work that bit harder When you say it's not within my grip The barriers, I'll break them down I'll prove myself, I'll stick around I'll get through it all somehow Nothing's unreachable Life Is full of all these empty words In perfect rhyme When they don't make no sense Resigned To all of these doubts and nerves You want first place But you take second best Chorus 2 It only makes me stronger When you say I won't succeed I'll work that bit harder When you say you see no strength in time The barriers, I'll break them down I'll prove myself, I'll stick around I'll get through it all somehow Nothing's unreachable Oh it's just a state of mind If you set yourself up to fall You'll never get there at all All you've got to do is rise It takes more to break me than a wave or two Whatever's sent to test me Gonna make it through Repeat Chorus 1 Don't hide Don't cover up what fuels you Deep inside It carries you on Go find That dream you dreamt about Each and every night Before it's gone Cos you don't understand how I feel You don't understand this is real It's life Yeah it's life It's gone
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