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Watching my window i was led like a |
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child |
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as the roadway lamplights |
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misguided my mind through the night |
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a shadow of limits |
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we were racing the rain |
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my hands held the wheel |
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my eyes tried to hold their place |
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There must have been a time |
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when i thought that you were |
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watching |
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it had to be when my senses lost |
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control |
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i thought i'd slipped away |
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i thought i could still feel us |
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moving |
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it must have been a cloud |
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no bigger than a man's hand |
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Every reason i risk my life |
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to come back to you |
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is locked behind your door |
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you're my immunity |
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outside i watched you burn |
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heavy hearts were bleeding |
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a cry for help, a familiar voice |
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my melting hands streaked the glass |
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As i walked away |
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i wondered what had really |
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happened |
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had i run out of time |
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did i push myself too far |
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as my last step fell |
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i felt my hands upon the wheel |
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had i come back to life |
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or did i ever leave at all |
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In higher lives |
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we seem to be |
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always a moment too late |
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we're past the time |
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when we looked on |
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now we're |
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the ones who help to |
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set the sun |
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this time for real |
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i locked the door behind me |
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my mind was still a wreck |
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from what i saw |
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for when my hands are still |
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i'll recognize the message |
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never again will my senses lose |
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control |
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in higher lives |
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we seem to be |
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always a moment too late |
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we're past the time |
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when we looked on |
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now we're |
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the ones who help to |
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set the sun |
