| A warm embrace but still so cold
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| Seasons fly I can’t let go (It's haunting me)
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| Fixed in place, ebb and flow
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| I’m still sleeping with your ghost
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| It’s haunting me
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| I carved a precious stone from jaded eyes
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| Burdened by the sands of time
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| Can I let sleep the stones embedded in the memory
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| The flame is gone just embers reminiscing
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| A precious stone I left to die, I jaded your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Empty frames now corrode
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| Stills just take me down that road (It's haunting me)
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| What could’ve been, we’ll never know
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| I dug the lime pit long ago
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| It’s haunting me
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| I carved a precious stone from jaded eyes
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| Burdened by the sands of time
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| Can I let sleep the stones embedded in the memory
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| The flame is gone just embers reminiscing
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| A precious stone I left to die, I jaded your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| The darkest days, they’ve come to light
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| A single glimpse, the mind ignites
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| What could’ve been, I must let go
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| Or burn down all I’ve come to know
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| I carved a precious stone from jaded eyes
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| Burdened by the sands of time
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| Can I let sleep the stones embedded in the memory
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| The flame is gone just embers reminiscing
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| A precious stone I left to die, I jaded your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes
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| Your eyes |