| How can pain be sweet, even for a while?
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| How come I’m full grown, yet feel like a child?
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| How can you control me with a single look?
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| How can I express these things in words or books?
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| Where language fails music speaks
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| So I came to sing you this song
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| Tell you I’ll wait for you a hundred years
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| Let me in, darling, let me in
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| And I will stand, waiting for the dawn
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| Slipping through the claws of space and time
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| You built a wall on my sandy shore
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| But my waves will open up a door
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| Oh, but my waves will open up a door
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| I know you’ve been hurt, love can take its toll
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| How can we be sane, yet so out of control?
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| I don’t even think I ever made a choice
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| To live and die just on the promise of your voice
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| Where language fails music speaks
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| So I came to sing you this song
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| Tell you I’ll wait for you a hundred years
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| Let me in, darling, let me in
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| And I will stand, waiting for the dawn
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| Slipping through the claws of space and time
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| You built a wall on my sandy shore
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| But my waves will open up a door
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| Oh, but my waves will open up a door
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| Singing
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| I will wait
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| I will follow
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| I will never be the same
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| I will wait
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| I will follow
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| I will never be the same
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| I will wait
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| I will follow
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| I will never be the same
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| I will wait
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| I will follow
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| I will never be the same |