| I don’t think the sun is coming back today
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| So lost in myself I could not appreciate
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| All week stressed out
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| They cancel anyway
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| Now I walk through their lives
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| And hear their whispered tales
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| Falling into hope
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| Falling into the uncontrolled
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| Falling
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| And give me your heart so I can taste the way the raindrops fall
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| Give me the patience or the desperation
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| Put a mile between me and what I was before
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| And give me a burning in my eyes so I can hear you more
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| Give me the time
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| Give me the time
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| Beautiful thing
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| Does it hurt to smile
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| Nooses of Gin
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| And dreams of suicide
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| First flush of spring
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| Another love denied
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| Phone that doesn’t ring on a Friday night
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| Falling into hope
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| Falling into the uncontrolled
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| Falling
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| And give me your heart so I can taste the way the raindrops fall
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| Give me the patience or the desperation
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| Put a mile between me and what I was before
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| And give me a burning in my eyes so I can hear you more
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| Give me the time
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| Give me the time
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| Make me bleed
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| So I can heal for anyone
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| And I’m sorry for everything
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| I couldn’t feel when I was numb
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| And give me a burning deep within
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| And let the words be sung
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| Give me the time
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| Give me the time |