| Half way home
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| Got lost along the way
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| It’s set in stone
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| Till it gets washed away
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| It’s clear to me that we
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| We are not alone
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| Don’t know how
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| We covered up the scars
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| Broke and bound
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| Been losing all my sleep
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| While stu-pid things keep going round and round
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| Yeah
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| I will hold my breath
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| So we can be together
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| I’m not ready to rest yet
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| And we can’t stop
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| The hands that move around like ticking clocks
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| And from the start
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| We’ve been turning keys to open hearts
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| So let’s open hearts till we’re feeling sparks
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| Eyes get tired
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| Friends they come and go but
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| They’re goodbyes
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| Never want to show
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| The tears
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| It’s clear that we’re not meant to be alone
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| Mmm I will hold my breath
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| So we can be together
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| I’m not ready to rest yet
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| We can’t stop
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| The hands that move around like ticking clocks
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| Woah
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| And from the start
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| We’ve been turning keys to open hearts
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| So let’s open hearts till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re
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| I will hold my breath
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| So we can be together
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| I’m not ready to rest yet
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| No more holding back
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| Just wanna be together
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| I’m not ready to rest yet
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| We can’t stop
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| The hands that move around
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| Like ticking clocks
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| Woooaaah
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| From the start
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| We’ve been turning keys
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| To open hearts
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| We can’t stop
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| The hands that move around
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| Like ticking clocks
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| And from the start
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| We’ve been turning keys to open hearts
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| Till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re feeling sparks
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| Till we’re, till we’re, till we’re
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| Open hearts till we’re feeling sparks |