| How soft a whisper can get
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| When you’re walking through a crowded space
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| I hear every word being said
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| I remember that everyday
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| I get a little bit closer to you, you
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| How long an hour can take
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| When you’re staring into open space
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| When I feel I’m slipping further away
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| Where I remember that everyday
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| I get a little bit closer to you, you, to you, you
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| These are the days that I won’t get back
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| I won’t hear you cry or hear you laugh
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| But when it’s quiet and I don’t hear a thing
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| Well I can always hear you breathe
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| You know there’s nowhere else I’ve wanted to be
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| Than be there when you needed me
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| I’m sorry too but don’t give up on me
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| And just remember that when you were asleep
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| I got a little bit closer to you, you, to you, you
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| You know there’s nowhere else I’ve wanted to be
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| Than be there when you needed me
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| I’m sorry too but don’t give up on me
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| And just remember that when you were asleep
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| I got a little bit closer to you |