| Lyin’ in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you |
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Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new |
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Flashback, warm nights, almost left behind |
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Suitcase of memories time after |
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Some times you picture me I’m walking too far ahead |
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You’re calling to me I can’t hear what you’ve said |
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Then you say go slow I fall behind |
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If you’re lost you can look and you will find me time after time |
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If you fall I will catch you I’ll be waiting time after time |
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After my picture fades and darkness has turned to grey |
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Watching through windows you’re wondering if I’m okay |
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Secrets stolen from deep inside |
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The drum beats out of time |
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If you’re lost you can look and you will find me time after time |
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If you fall I will catch you I’ll be waiting time after time |
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