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He lays alone cries on his own |
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For horizons that he'll never reach |
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And all of those dreams are washed on the beach |
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She's drowning in oceans of shackled emotions |
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Going round and around in her head |
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While out on the streets people forget |
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That it's love you want |
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Love you want |
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Love you want |
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She speaks of hoping, he speaks of fighting |
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And tells her that they will come through |
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'Cause he wants to feel the shock of the new |
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People that hurt you and they burn you |
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With acid the falls that falls from the sky |
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And out of the silence your voice says why? |
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If it's love you want |
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Love you want |
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Love you want |
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It's a matter of time, a matter of time |
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But you're asking why, oh, life makes you cry? |
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Turn moss into roses and blood into wine |
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It's a matter of time, a matter of time |
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But all of your past still plays on your mind |
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And maybe tomorrow you'll live by design |
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It's a matter of time |
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This isn't giving this isn't living |
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Ooh, just days that pull you apart |
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And tears turn to rust that fall on still hearts |
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So swallow your maybes and cradle your babies |
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Tell them that they will come through |
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Their gonna feel the shock of the new |
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And if it's love you want |
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Love you want |
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Love you want |
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It's a matter of time, a matter of time |
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But you're asking why, oh, life makes you cry? |
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Turn moss into roses and blood into wine |
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It's a matter of time, a matter of time |
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But all of your past still plays on your mind |
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And maybe tomorrow you'll live by design |
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It's a matter of time |
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A matter of time, a matter of time |
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A matter of time, a matter of time |
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A matter of time, a matter of time |
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A matter of time, a matter of time |
