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Wanting to understand |
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To understand a hand thats not my hand |
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In a moment to be defined |
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All clear lines of all that, that could mean |
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And I'm wanting eyes |
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That wont justify or despise all they see |
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and a silence inside |
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To help me decide and hide in me |
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But oh, |
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I get so tired of waiting |
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I get so tired of waiting |
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I get so tired of waiting |
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When these skies won't fall |
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Wanting a chance |
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Just a chance that cannot be missed |
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Because in seconds that pass |
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Never there, it's just another kiss |
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And I'm wanting a heart |
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And hearts that won't just beat on their own |
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Because every beat without purpose or thought |
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You know.. |
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Makes me feel more alone |
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And I'm so tired of wating |
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I get so tired of waiting |
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Waiting |
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When the skies won't fall |
