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I will watch the sky- streetlights dimly lit |
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From far away i recognize- her silhouette with someone else |
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The temperature outside- thaws me and frees up the memory of everything so far behind |
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Second chances - still waiting |
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Second chance is still waiting there for me |
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I count down the miles- headlights hypnotize |
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From far away i realize- how she once believed in me |
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I let it slip right by |
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Scared of facing insecurities i locked away so far inside |
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Second chances - still waiting |
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Second chance is still waiting there for me |
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I have memorized- all the things she said |
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And i rehearse it line by line- syllables of falling breath |
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The static on the line |
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Loneliness as open as the air between the highway and the sky |
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Second chances - still waiting |
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Second chance is still waiting there for me |
