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He walks alone in the shadows of his past
Through city street s of chrome and tinted glass
But they don't reflect all the emptiness he knows
And the neon lights never advertise a place for him to go
Echoes in wishing well and guardian angels sing hold on
Echoes in wishing well and guardian angels sing hold on
He jumps a train hoping it rolls to the sun
And dreams again of being safe and warm
Got his coat rapped tight but the wind still bites so cold
And there's no relief on the dregs at night when there's no place to go
Same eyes just like your
Same tears only more
Wondering who still cares whats behind those cold stares (stairs)
Echoes in wishing wells and guardian angels sing
Echoes in wishing wells and guardian angels sing
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
