| Don’t let it go to waste
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| Measure lifetime and I need space
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| To let you down
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| Memory in and out of shape
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| I can’t understand your many ways
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| I have to say
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| How can I protect you when I’m lost in the crowd
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| I never let my feelings change you so I know
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| Mystified in a winter haze
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| The gust of you brought my heart back round
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| But I’m still coming down
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| Thinking how we lost this place
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| To find your lonely turning in the night
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| But I still need to fight
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| How can I protect you when I’m lost in the crowd
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| I never had the chance to fake it so you know
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| It’s all blown away
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| You don’t have to come and say
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| If you never had the heart to feel it
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| I’m still staring at the ceiling but I know
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| It’s all blown away
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| You don’t need to come and say
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| If you never had the heart to feel it
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| I’m still staring at the ceiling
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| How can I protect you when I’m lost in the crowd
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| I never had the chance to fake it so you know
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| It’s all blown away
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| You don’t have to come and say
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| You never had the heart to feel it
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| I’m still staring at the ceiling but I know
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| It’s all blown away
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| You don’t have to come and say
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| If you never had the heart to feel it
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| I’m just staring at my ceiling cause I know
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| Picking up the pieces
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| I’m coming down
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| You’re coming round
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| Picking up the pieces
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| I’m coming down
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| You’re coming round
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| Picking up the pieces
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| I’m coming down
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| You’re coming round |