| I’ll save this for late night
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| A cup of coffee and a long walk through the park
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| Down from this rooftop
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| I see the pond and the great lawn through the dark
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| Just when should I tell you
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| That’s always been the toughest part
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| I know how it ends but not how it starts
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| So this is how I choose to bring this around
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| That’s all for now
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| I’m running out of time
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| Just tell me how to make this right
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| Because I’m sick of planning ways to make you mine
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| (I'm running out of ways to make you mine)
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| Recounting all the lines
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| I’d give to your expectant eyes
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| But I failed to see the signs
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| It’s not the first time that my thoughts would get the best of me
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| So I’ll keep to myself
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| And just keep on thinking wishfully
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| I know that this won’t help
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| I need to say this to your face
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| We both know this talk won’t take place
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| So this is how I choose to bring this around
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| That’s all for now
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| I’m running out of time
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| Just tell me how to make this right
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| Because I’m sick of planning ways to make you mine
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| (I'm running out of ways to make you mine)
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| Recounting all the lines
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| I’d give to your expectant eyes
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| But I failed to see the signs
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| Don’t bother to tell me
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| This time I can see in your eyes
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| That I’m caught in between perfect lies and an impossible dream
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| I’m running out of time
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| Just tell me how to make this right
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| Because I’m sick of planning ways to make you mine
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| (I'm running out of ways to make you mine)
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| Recounting all the lines
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| I’d give to your expectant eyes
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| But I failed to see the signs |