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Somewhere there’s a broken heart waiting to be mended.
Somewhere there are tears waiting to be shed
Waiting for the gentle hand to wipe them away.
Waiting for the hero to save the day

In this world there is someone whose life has fallen to pieces
They watch it fall like rain drops hitting the floor.
Their life shattered
The pieces floating away.
Who will help me now
Who will be my salvation?