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Don't waste my time now |
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Don't call me, "Baby" |
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When you don't know if you love me |
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If you're coming or going |
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And don't leave the back door open |
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And look for a way out |
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And then say maybe you love me |
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But there's no way of knowing |
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Why does the wind blow |
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Through my house at night? |
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Why does the wind blow |
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Through my heart each time |
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I look into your eyes? |
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Don't look for reasons |
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Don't tear your heart out |
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Wondering why the light starts fading |
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When the day the is ending |
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Embrace the seasons |
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And get to believing that it's only |
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Something broken |
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That seems worthwhile mending |
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Why does the wind blow |
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Through my house at night? |
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Why does the wind blow |
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Through my heart each time |
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I look into your eyes? |
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Your heart is sore |
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Like mine was before |
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You look to the sky |
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And no one cares why |
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Not even the wind |
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So where to begin |
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And since we exist |
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And why not just? |
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Why not just? |
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And why not just kiss? |
