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Sure as you walk I'll be waiting patiently |
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In the window above the street |
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Clear to the park |
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Where you circle as routine |
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Every afternoon I know just where you'll be |
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Year after year |
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As the vines grow ever north |
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No suspicion at all |
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That you're mine to see with |
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Eyes that hold you up on solid ground |
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Eyes that know you better than you know yourself |
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But I'm not ready yet |
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I can't tell you yet |
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And when the rain |
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Washes over this city |
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All the sidewalks are calm but for your feet |
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Folds in the sheets |
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Like a secret we both keep |
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All the coldness of your air blows in to me |
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Shame upon shame |
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Every night ends the same |
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No suspicion at all |
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That you're mine to keep with |
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Eyes that hold you up on solid ground |
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Eyes that know you better than you know yourself |
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Eyes that understand the hope you need |
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Eyes that long to view you constantly |
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But I'm not ready yet |
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I'm not ready yet |
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Eyes that lift you up above the ground |
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Eyes that never know when to look down |
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Eyes that see the best of the world passing by |
