| Everything holds it’s place for us
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| Our eyes adjust, a long morning waits
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| Let’s let it grow up
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| Go slower, slow up
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| Talk with me
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| Before we get accustomed to
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| The sight of you upon the bashful bed
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| Let’s share from the cup
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| No covering up
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| Come with me
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| Out ofthe beehive
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| Fingertipstongue-tied
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| What’s on your insides?
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| Thinking about what you’re thinking
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| But how could lever, ever catch your mind?
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| Dreaming about what you’re daydreaming
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| Hoping it finds a way past your eyes
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| Don’t close your eyes, don’t
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| Watch the day washing over you
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| It’s falling through the window’s glowing edge
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| The lines on the floor
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| Stretch to the door
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| Asking me
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| If we waitjust long enough
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| For our lungs to trust these hesitating breaths
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| The room will grow still
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| We’ll be who we will
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| Stay with me
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| Is it time to reveal how we both hide?
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| Should we show how we feel on the outside?
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| I wanna talk, I wanna talk to you |