| Still I can’t let go
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| Like I want to, 'cause I need you
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| It seems you ought to know
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| What the words mean that I bring you
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| With pressure on my shoulders
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| And silence ringing in my ears
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| I’m feeling ten years older
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| Than I ought to, guess I miss you
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| I can’t find the verse
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| I have to choose to get to you
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| Wasting precious words
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| To come to truth
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| And what it means, what it means
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| I’m here on the outside, waiting for your invite
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| I’ve been fighting giants
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| And I’ve been skipping stones
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| There are these ties that bind us
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| That I don’t want loose, 'cause I need you
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| I’ve turned off the light I’ve always used to get to you
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| Wasting precious time trying to get it right
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| But what it means
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| I miss the way that everything was true
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| What it means is you
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| Only you
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| Can draw a flame and then a flood from just a spark
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| Only you
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| Can find a way to bring the light into my dark
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| I’m here on the outside
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| Waiting for your invite
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| So meet me in the moonlight
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| And let me on the inside
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| Only you
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| Can find the wick and melt this hardened heart of mine
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| Only you
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| Can bring me love that stretches over space and time
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| Here on the outside, waiting for your invite
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| So meet me in the moonlight
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| And let me on the inside
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| Let me on the inside |