| Oh Christina my heart is in it
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| is yours, I can’t tell anymore
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| You shut all the windows you shut all the doors
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| and the cracks in the ceiling they’re mine and they’re yours
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| and the the water is are rising there’s no where to hide
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| like a lighthouse but when did we shut off the lights
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| the wheels are still spinning the wood is still warm
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| Theres a hole in the floor that we never saw
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| Oh Christina, my heart is in it
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| is yours, I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, are we beginning to fall
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| I can’t tell anymore
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| These black in white halls and all of these walls
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| and the shadows they’re throwing remind me of yours
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| as you’re tiptoeing in and out of my heart
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| Like you know it but you just don’t know where to start
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| and the wheels are still spinning the wood is still warm
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| but these holes in the floor just wont hold us no more
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| Oh Christina, my heart is in it
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| is yours, I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, are we beginning to fall
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| I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, my heart is in it
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| is yours, I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, are we beginning to fall
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| I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, my heart is in it
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| is yours, I can’t tell anymore
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| Oh Christina, are we beginning to fall
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| I can never be sure
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| I can’t tell anymore |