| What if nothing was spoken?
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| Words would still spill like water
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| How long until I let you in again
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| How long until I let you in again
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| Rushing melting in silence
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| Knowing nothing but patience
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| Because the reason we stay here waiting
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| Is because you know what you want me to say
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| How long until I let you in again
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| How long until I let you in again
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| How long until I let you in
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| Fires, that don’t burn out
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| That linger on
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| That stay beyond the setting sun
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| Our bodies go their separate ways
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| From out of night and into
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| Fires, that don’t burn out
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| That linger on
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| That stay beyond the setting sun
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| Our bodies go their separate ways
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| From out of night and into
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| Fires, that don’t burn out
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| That linger on
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| That stay beyond the setting sun
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| Our bodies go their separate ways
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| From out of night and into
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| Fires, that don’t burn out
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| That linger on
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| That stay beyond the setting sun
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| Our bodies go their separate ways
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| From out of night and into day |