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I watched you sleeping and could not believe it |
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You and I beneath shadows on ceiling |
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You seem so different so much younger than before |
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I'm still the impostor with my suitcase on the floor |
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Sometimes the feeling coming back |
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I feel that darkness at my back |
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That's why |
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I'm always being engine |
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And you can fool it till the season's changing |
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Outside the windows of canyons of buildings |
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Some storm came down washed away the silence |
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Even when the roof filled up began the some beans |
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Still solve the curtains and love that seems |
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Sometimes the feeling coming back |
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I feel that darkness at my back |
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That's why |
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I'm always being engine |
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And you can fool it till the season's changing |
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And I'm still looking forward |
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Oh I'm still looking forward |
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I put on the brave face |
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Left some words on paper legs |
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Hoping that |
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I would some day come to be |
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A man you always saw in me |
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Sometimes the feeling coming back |
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I feel that darkness at my back |
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That's why |
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I'm always being engine |
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And you can fool it till the season's changing |
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Till the season's changing |
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Till the season's changing |
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Till the season's changing |
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Till the season's changing |
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And I'm still looking forward, yeah |
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I'm still looking forward |
