Heaven bend to take my hand
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And lead me through the fire
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Be the long awaited answer
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To a long and painful fight
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Truth be told I've tried my best
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But somewhere along the way
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I got caught up in all there was to offer
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And the cost was so much more than I could bear
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Though I've tried, I've fallen...
³ ¾Ö½áºÃÁö¸¸, ¾²·¯Á³¾î¿ä.
I have sunk so low
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I messed up
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Better I should know
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So don't come round here and tell me I told you so...
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We all begin with good intent
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Love was raw and young
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We believed that we could change ourselves
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The past could be undone
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But we carry on our backs the burden
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Time always reveals
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In the lonely light of morning
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In the wound that would not heal
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It's the bitter taste of losing everything that I've held so dear.
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I've fallen...
³ ¾²·¯Á³¾î¿ä.
I have sunk so low
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I messed up
³ È¥¶õ½º·¯¿ü¾î¿ä.
Better I should know
³»°¡ ¾Ë¾Æ¾ß ÇÒ °Íº¸´Ù ´õ
So don't come round here and tell me I told you so...
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Heaven bend to take my hand
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Nowhere left to turn
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I'm lost to those I thought were friends
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To everyone I know
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Oh they turn their heads embarrassed
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Pretend that they don't see
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But it's one missed step
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One slip before you know it
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And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
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Though I've tried, I've fallen...
³ ¾Ö½áºÃÁö¸¸, ¾²·¯Á³¾î¿ä.
I have sunk so low
³Ê¹«³ª ºñÂüÇß¾î¿ä.
I messed up
³ È¥¶õ½º·¯¿ü¾î¿ä.
Better I should know
³»°¡ ¾Ë¾Æ¾ß ÇÒ °Íº¸´Ù ´õ
So don't come round here and tell me I told you so...
±×·¯´Ï ¿©±â·Î µ¹¾Æ¿Í¼ ³»°¡ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô ±×·¸°Ô ¸»Çß´Ù°í ÇÏÁö¸¶¼¼¿ä.
[Ãâó] Fallen - Sarah McLachlan|ÀÛ¼ºÀÚ gK
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Ãâ»ý 1968³â 1¿ù 28ÀÏ (ij³ª´Ù)
µ¥ºß 1988³â 1Áý ¾Ù¹ü [Touch]
1999³â Á¦42ȸ ¹Ì±¹ ±×·¡¹Ì ¾î¿öµå ÃÖ¿ì¼ö ¿©¼º Æ˺¸ÄÃ
1997³â Á¦40ȸ ¹Ì±¹ ±×·¡¹Ì ¾î¿öµå ÃÖ¿ì¼ö ¿©¼º Æ˺¸ÄÃ, ÃÖ¿ì¼ö ÆË ¿¬ÁÖ»ó
1997.07 ¿©¼º ¾ÆƼ½ºÆ®µéÀÇ ÄܼƮ '¸±¸®½º Æä¾î' ÁÖâ
1993 ¾Ù¹ü [Fumbling Toward Ecstasy]·Î Ç÷¡Æ¼³Ñ ±â·Ï