| My love, you say these walls are inside me
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| But who needs a side in this?
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| Let’s say they’re in both
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| You came, you bent and folded my destiny
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| You’ve taken my breath from me
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| You’ve stolen my breath
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| And you know this part of me
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| Just you know this part
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| Summer came
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| I told you to stick to this side of me
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| Now the winter’s here
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| I’m not gonna tell you again
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| I should wake you up
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| And tell you that you’re just dreaming love
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| And I can’t deny
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| This winter’s opened my eyes
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| But I cannot tell
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| I cannot tell you now
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| But I cannot tell
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| I cannot tell you now
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| The road I know becoming a travesty
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| Predicting the scheme of things
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| — depicting our death
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| But you, you have to get to the core of me
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| You dig to the bones of me
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| You dig through my skin
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| And you know this part of me
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| Just you know this part
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| Summer came
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| I told you to stick to this side of me
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| Now the winter’s here
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| I’m not gonna tell you again
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| I should wake you up
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| And tell you that you’re just dreaming love
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| And I can’t deny
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| This winter’s opened my eyes
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| But I cannot tell
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| I cannot tell you now
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| But I cannot tell
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| I cannot tell you now |