Extraordinary way

What I have
Is nothing to my need
No poverty to speak of
And no trophy for my game

Intangable and worthless
My assests on the page
My covers are empty
And the other safty has faded away
What I have
What I have is..

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What an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You take what I can give
And your treasure it
What an ordinary day

The extraordinary way
You turn to me and say
I believe in this

That makes me lucky
God I'm lucky
So much luckier
Then I'd ever thought I'd be
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Cause what I have
Means so very little to this world
Promise that I kept and break
I said before it burns
The sacrifice that I made
Brought me to my knees
The choice that cost me everything
It sets somebody else free

What I have
Is a lie that you see in these things

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Cause what I have
Is a value that you see
And everytime I forget those things
You bring them right back to me

Then your patience runs by
When I'm really really bad
And your arms
Take in everything that I am
And your body and soul
And the way that you know how I treasure you