| We wait here till something blows our way
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| We wait here deludedly up against the grey
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| Well I don’t care for what you say
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| No I don’t care for what you say
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| But oh poor boy there’s something messing with your head
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| But oh poor boy all memories and regret
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| We were waiting for the fire to clear
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| As the rain rushed over our heads
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| Stand up now, look around, feel the air
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| Or just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another
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| I realise we are not meant to stay
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| I realise that we are only slipping away
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| Well I don’t care for what you say
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| No be careful what you say
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| But oh poor boy there’s something messing with your head
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| But oh poor boy all memories and regret
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| We were waiting for the fire to clear
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| As the rain rushed over our heads
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| Stand up now, look around, feel the air
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| Or just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another
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| Little lamb, is that what you need?
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| Well it’s more than I can give
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| Yeah, It’s more than I can give
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| Settle down, is that what you need?
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| It’s more than I can give
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| Yeah, it’s more than I can give
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| But oh poor boy, your memories in regret
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| We were waiting for the fire to clear
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| As the rain rushed over our heads
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| Stand up now, look around, feel the air
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| Or just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another time
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| Just save it for another time
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| Little lamb, is that what you need?
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| Well it’s more than I can give
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| It’s more than I can give
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| To you |