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If we burn our wings
flying to close to the sun
if the moment of glory
is over before its begun
if the dream is won
though everything is lost
we will pay the price
but we will not count the cost

When the dust has cleared
and victory denied
a summit a little too lofty
river a little too wide
if we keep our prode
though paradise is lost
we will pay the price
but we will not count the cost

And if the music stops
there's only the sound of the rain
all the hope and glory
all the sacrifice in vain
if love remains
though everything is lost
we will pay the price
but we will not count the cost