| You remind me
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| You remind me
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| You remind me what I’m dying for
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| Now I confess that I’m to blame
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| For the walls you built so high around you
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| With no wings to speak of
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| Grip me tightly as I bite my nails
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| These shaking hands won’t hold you any longer
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| Far too numb to feel you
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| So keep your hand in mine
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| Stay with me tonight
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| This is something worth fighting for
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| Brush your hair aside
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| Don’t you hide your eyes
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| Remind me what I’m dying for
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| And it seems you’ve lost your way
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| You’re so good at walking away
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| So tell me what it takes
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| What it takes to make you stay with me tonight
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| I don’t care about tomorrow
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| Tomorrow
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| So keep your hand in mine
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| Stay with me tonight
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| This is something worth fighting for
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| Brush your hair aside
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| Don’t you hide your eyes
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| Remind me what I’m dying for
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| You remind me
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| You remind me
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| You remind me what I’m dying for
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| You remind me
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| You remind me
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| You remind me what I’m dying for
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| Ohhh
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| Yeah
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| So keep your hand in mine
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| Stay with me tonight
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| This is something worth fighting for
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| Brush your hair aside
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| Don’t you hide your eyes
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| Remind me what I’m dying for
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| You remind me
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| You remind me
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| You remind me what I’m dying for
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| You remind me
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| You remind me
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| You remind me what I’m dying for |