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Or put my arms around you |
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Like i think you want me to |
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But tell me what you're thinking |
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I so often misconstrue |
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Treading water treading white wine |
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Seeing borders seeing straight lines |
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I get these feelings that i don't |
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Have much time |
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Always rushing always late |
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Movies like zoos |
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I talk to missionaries when they're |
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Standing at my door |
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They tell me what i should be reading |
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I still can't see what for |
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We both stand there politely trying |
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To change each other's core |
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When other angels float by |
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They seem likely to fall from the sky |
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What i want is difficult i must try |
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I see traces when you walk |
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And other voices when you talk |