| Did I tell you of the dark lonely road
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| I was counting my steps as I made my way home
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| Days of nothing but time on your hands, weighing on me
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| Came to my end, undecided
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| Whether to count what I felt against what I could say
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| I try not to wonder, or tell you that I’m not willing to wait
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| 'Cause deep in my heart I’m willing, heart’s still willing
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| My brain’s impatient, my heart’s still willing to wait.
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| Our love is so important to me
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| Starts wherever you land, walks right over to me
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| Days of nothing but time in between, obviously
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| So unwary, so uncaring
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| I try not to be part of that, well, that’s easy to say
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| That I try not to wonder, or tell you that I’m not willing to wait
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| 'Cause deep in my heart I’m willing, heart’s still willing
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| My brain’s impatient, my heart’s still willing to wait.
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| There’s a moment to discover no one can take all the blame
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| And it’s finally clear.
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| I try not to wonder, or tell you that I’m not willing to wait
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| When deep in my heart I’m willing, heart’s still willing
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| My brain’s impatient, my heart’s still willing to wait,
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| Willing to wait, willing to wait |