| Seven hundred days with your heart in my hand
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| Seven hundred ways just to take a stand
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| People are moving, people try to get by
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| They’re never gonna stop, so why shouldnt we dance
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| And I was sitting on the subway
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| And the train was pounding to the rails
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| And your voice was aching through my head
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| I was waiting for something
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
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| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
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| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| Sitting on the bridges with the shit in my hand
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| The noice from the radio makes me understand
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| The dirt from the city and everything I planned
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| Makes a hole in your head just to comprehend
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| And I was sitting on your sidewalk
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| And the cars flashing through my head
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| I just wish that rain could fall
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| 'cause I was waiting for something
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
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| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
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| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
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| Leaving it to you would be like suicide |
| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| And I was sitting on the subway
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| And the train was pounding to the rails
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| And your voice was aching through my head
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| I was waiting for something
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
|
| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
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| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
|
| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
|
| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
|
| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
|
| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers
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| I believe my heart should be chained inside
|
| Leaving it to you would be like suicide
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| Still I wanna get on to you’re thousand turning rivers |