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Circling, |
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Spinning my way apart |
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Losing my pieces all over |
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Now circling |
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With the standing of a sentinel |
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Puttin' all the hours in |
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And ward off what has been |
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Sent to kill |
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My spin |
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Now I'm still |
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And it's you |
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I found my way deep inside |
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Now I'm coming |
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Now I've decided |
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It's true, true |
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No matter how far down |
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Nowhere it hides |
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I'm waiting on the heart |
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Little boy |
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Found himself alone |
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Came upon a girl |
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Is it written |
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In stone? |
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When she awoke |
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The first words that she spoke were his name |
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As if he'd |
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Heard it for the first time |
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Her voice, |
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In her voice |
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Her voice, |
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Circling whisper |
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It's you |
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I found my way deep inside |
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Now I'm coming |
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Now I've decided |
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It's true, true |
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No matter how far down |
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Nowhere it hides |
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Oh baby it's you |
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I found my way inside |
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Now I'm coming |
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Now I've decided |
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It's true, true |
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No matter where it hides |
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Nowhere it hides |
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I'm waiting on the heart |
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Heart |
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(Waiting on my heart) |
