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Here's a letter to you now |
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I have no patience |
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Roll on August 1st 08 |
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They're doing my head in |
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There's an absence to this room |
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Not in general, I'm saying it's you |
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Maybe I'm wrong to tell you so |
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I'm surrounded by the pale |
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And the lonely |
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If you're running from me now |
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Well, that's how it should be |
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But your body doesn't lie |
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Come back with me and you can decide |
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If maybe I'm wrong to tell you so |
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This I know |
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You're too far from me |
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I'm coloured by hand stamped nights |
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And small uncertainties |
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This I know |
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I'm too tired to be |
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Walking a tightrope that might break from under me |
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And I know that you're bored |
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And I wish that I could |
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See you there |
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Here's a letter to you now |
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I have no patience |
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Roll on August 1st 08 |
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I will be waiting |