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No Words - Make Do And Mend |
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I've been following |
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The steam trail of her breath |
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On these winter streets |
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Running from an early death |
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And she's everything I need |
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Want and can't have |
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She's the foreign life |
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I've desperately been clawing at |
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I'm clawing at |
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Countless time upon countless time |
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Her blank stare connects with mine |
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Panic sets in and I avert my eyes |
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She couldn't love what she doesn't know |
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I'm just the stranger who can't let go |
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Of the thing that I want most in this whole world |
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I used to disregard regret |
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But there are some things that I can't forget |
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I'd ignore my shame |
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But it's been pounding in my head |
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Sometimes the emptiness pervades |
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In this lonely room's skeletal embrace |
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With no love in my life |
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These days are getting |
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Harder and harder to face |
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I'm slipping further and further away |
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These are the things at night |
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I prayed I'd never feel |
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The untamable sadness life too often deals |
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So give me a sign show me that love |
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Isn't the cold dead hand of winter creeping up |
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It's creeping up it's creeping up it's creeping |
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And these are the things at night |
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I prayed I'd never feel |
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The untamable sadness life too often deals |
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So give me a sign show me that love |
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Isn't the cold dead hand of winter creeping up |
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These are the things at night |
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I prayed I'd never feel |
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The untamable sadness life too often deals |
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So give me a sign show me that love |
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Isn't the cold dead hand of winter creeping up |
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It's creeping up it's creeping up it's creeping |