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Sometimes we laugh like children |
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Go running holding hands |
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I never felt like this before, |
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I never will again |
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Sometimes we cry like babies |
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I hold you to my heart. |
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I just can't stand to see you sad, |
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It tears me all apart |
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And we're so afraid and it's such a shame, |
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There is no reason we should doube it. |
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The things we want to say we'ver never said! |
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And we look away and it's all ok and |
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Never really talk about it |
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It's a shame the way we dance along the edge |
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Dance along the edge. |
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We always seem so careful, |
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We're always so unsure. |
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Our past mistakes they make us shakey...eyes on the door. |
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When do we stop searching |
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For what we're searching for? |
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Then when it comes, we question love and try for more! |
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And we're happy here, but we live in fear |
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We've seen a lot of temples crumble. |
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Some of flesh and blood from love under glass. |
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Will we come undone? will we turn and run? |
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And will we know it when we find it? |
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It's a game the way we dance along the edge. |
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And we'll walk the line and we'll do our time |
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For just as long as we've been given, |
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And pretend that we don't hear the things they've said. |
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Can we promise love? is it all too much |
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And do our old souls still believe it? |
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It's insane the way we dance along the edge. |
