| Even in our dreams we done wrong
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| So we stand still when we’re away
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| But we know this will never be enough
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| Even in our dreams we don’t talk
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| Try to speak, still only thoughts
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| It’s easier to turn around and walk away
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| We won’t ever know just what it’s like to change
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| If I hold my hands up, we could take it out on me
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| We could start it again for something better
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| I can see it just ahead of us, just where I want to be
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| So I will hold my hands up for something better
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| Even in our dreams we don’t feel
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| When I try to touch you it ain’t real
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| It’s easier to turn around and walk away
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| We won’t ever know just what it’s like to change
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| If I hold my hands up, we could take it out on me
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| We could start it again for something better
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| I can see it just ahead of us, just where I want to be
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| So I will hold my hands up for something better
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| If we could run, if we could talk
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| We could find something better
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| If we could touch, if we could feel
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| We could find something better now
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| If we could run, if we could talk
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| We could find something better
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| If we could touch, if we could feel
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| We could find something
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| If I hold my hands up, we could take it out on me
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| We could start it again for something better
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| I can see it just ahead of us, just where I want to be
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| So I will hold my hands up for something better
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| I will hold my hands up for something better
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| I will hold my hands up for something better |