| Here we stand the walking room, dear
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| Broken trust and battered hearts
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| In a storm of disillusion
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| It don’t seem like a place to start
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| Arms length is just as close as
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| I wanna let you get
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| I might fall again
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| But I’m not ready yet
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| Whisper your love to me
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| Hanging on the breeze
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| Let it fall gently on my mind
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| 'Cause if there’s anything that I don’t need
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| It’s put my poor heart, back on the line
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| Give it time
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| Your eyes show me what you’re thinking
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| Just don’t put those thoughts to work
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| It’s okay to keep me guessing
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| I’d rather be wondering than hurt
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| It’s tempting, I won’t lie
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| And I don’t wanna be alone
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| I can’t rush back
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| Just to have somebody to hold
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| Whisper your love to me
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| Hanging on the breeze
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| Let it fall gently on my mind
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| 'Cause if there’s anything that I don’t need
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| It’s put my poor heart, back on the line, oh yeah
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| Give it time, give it time, give it time
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| So whisper your love to me
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| Hanging on the breeze
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| Let it fall gently on my mind
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| 'Cause if there’s anything that I don’t need
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| It’s put my poor heart, back on the line, oh yeah |
| So give it time, so give it time, so give it time |