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Who's gonna be my savior now that I've learned to believe Who's gonna be the answer To all of my questioning Well I hope I'm not lost But I think that hope is now distracting And the words that secure a thought Are now faint whisperings Who's gonna wear my crown I don't know I just might alone Who's gonna wear my crown I don't know I've just got to go my way Who's gonna be my partner Now that I stand here alone Who's gonna be the shepherd To lead this poor boy back home Well I hope I'm not lost But I think that hope is now distracting And the words that secure a thought Are now faint whisperings From Letras Mania