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Maybe I’m the bastard romantic who will watch you sleep
I never had anybody before you to teach me anything of love
Maybe you’re the constant reminder of what I’ve gained
Before you came around
I was a kid in the crowd without a name
But now I have everything
And I still want more
Until I hear the trumpet sound
Until my body is in the ground
(I want more) Until I finally find the source
I want more
I want more
I want more
Maybe I’m the bastard romantic who will watch you dream
As a kid my father could never admit to loving me
So now I pour my heart out despite losing all control
And I’m afraid to speak
Cause it goes deeper than my words can go
All I know
Is I want more
Until I hear the trumpet sound (More)
Until my body is in the ground (More)
Until I finally find the source
I want more
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Too cautious to commit
I always felt inadequate
But since I felt the warmth of love
I chase the sun (I chase the sun)
'Til we become one
We want more
We are young but only once (more)
We want to drink from life and love (more)
Until we finally get enough
Until we finally get enough
We want more
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