| It’s hard to see the sun sometimes
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| through these eyes.
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| It’s hard to see the truth sometimes
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| looking through these eyes
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| But yet I try.
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| Window sill world of mine.
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| Maybe sometime
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| I’ll get up and go outside.
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| Leap of faith.
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| I could close mv eves and jump.
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| The hope of someday is safer
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| and it doesn’t hurt as much.
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| I stand at the edge of the world and I cry.
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| The rain beating down on my face as I try
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| to swallow my fear of failing again
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| and wait for the clouds to break for the sun.
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| Do you remember the time
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| when you said you could see
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| the worrv in mv eves?
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| You don’t know how hard I’ve tried
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| to let it go, let it go, let it all subside.
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| It all seems so different when I
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| look into vour eves.
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| It alt seems so simple when I
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| look in from the outside.
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| Yeah, everything seems fine.
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| You know me better than I know mvself.
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| And I trust you more than I trust anyone else.
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| But promises broken are promises made.
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| At least from what I’ve seen, it all fades away. |