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On a tightrope, looking
downYou've lost touch with solid
groundYou have to reach so deep
inside,To find the place where hope
resides.CHORUS: Hold on, hold on.There's a hand thereyou will find it.Even though you feel your
driftingin darkness,Over yonder, there's a light
there.My new friend felt so
aloneHis wife and child too far from
home.At first I called them
'refugees'Until he told their names to
me.I heard stories from the
war.And peeked behind those broken
doors.We helped repair the battered
frames,our hearts will never be the
same.