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I've had my many reasons |
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To take the words out of your breath |
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The blood right from your veins |
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And I Tried to remember what life was like without you |
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But it never seems |
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To let me forget |
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And will you wait on the edge |
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And will you wait for me to catch you |
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Through no faults of your own you're bleeding |
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Do you remember what you want |
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I'm so alone |
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With loss and doubts of my own |
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If you need me |
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I will be here when you want |
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She had her ways of leaving |
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She touched her hair then touched his face |
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Wiped the water from his eyes and |
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I try to picture what life is like without you |
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But you never seem |
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To let me forget |
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And will you wait at the end |
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And will you wait for me to catch up |
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Through no faults of your own you're bleeding |
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Do you remember what you want |
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I'm so alone with loss and doubts of my own |
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If you need me, |
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I will be here when you want |
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She says that we're still here |
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And she says that we're here still |
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Reassembling the icons |
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One piece at a time and we're still here |
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Dismantling the eyesores one day |
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At a time and we're crushing ourselves |
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One day at a time |
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One day at a time |
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One day... |
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Through no faults of your own you're bleeding |
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Do you remember what you want |
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I'm so alone with loss and doubts of my own |
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If you need me |
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I will be here when you want reassembling the icons, no |
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Reassembling the icons, no |
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Reassembling! |
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I will be here when you want reassembling the icons |
