| Everything is upturned,
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| But you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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| It’s funny in such a small room that love can get lost so soon.
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| It was just a little heartbeat,
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| Still too fragile,
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| And too weak to ever make it through without shattering,
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| To ever make it through without breaking.
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| Still I thought I saw the start of a whole new thing that could really have
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| been something.
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| Still, no matter how hard I squeeze this hand it’s not feeling.
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| How do you make a heart light up
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| Until everything is fireworks,
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| Until the heart is yours?
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| How do you make a heart light up
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| Until everything is fireworks, everything is love, and the heart is yours?
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| Why are we so uptight if we don’t know what we’re looking for?
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| It’s funny in such a small room there could be so much space between us.
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| We could spend the whole night talking about this.
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| We could spend the whole night placing the blame.
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| We can say the same words over and over and never get to figure it out,
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| How do you make a heart light up
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| Until everything is fireworks,
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| Until the heart is yours?
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| How do you make a heart light up
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| Until everything is fireworks, everything is love, and the heart is yours?
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| So I tried to build a home where there should not be and I built a little wall
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| around me until you could not see,
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| Until you could not see, till you could no longer see me.
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| And now there’s one more broken heart in the world, well who wants to hear
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| about it?
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| There’s just one more person in the corner of the room left crying
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| «how do you make a heart light up until everything is fireworks,
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| until the heart is yours?» |