| Sleep in a room that knows your name | |
| Nights in a pile, your house arranged | |
| Taped to the wall what's strong at all | |
| Goes with you | |
| Passion thrown and in and out of there | |
| Burned on the wrist, make loving fists | |
| For all who fight to sleep | |
| I'm here by the wayside, you spinning before my eyes | |
| Here, where the kids desire what we desire | |
| Here, where I can clam up with the good times calling out the lies | |
| Calling out the truth | |
| Is I have held you closer than you'd imagine | |
| Beaming in my hands | |
| I have held you closer than you could imagine | |
| Flying from my hands |
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