all the water, all the water in the world...
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stop my heart, stop. lay for once.
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and do you know, the secret road...
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where I can go, to see and feel you grow
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if it's not too much, i would love to see you there
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with bone coloured skin and flowers in your hair
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if it's not too much, i would love to see you there
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with bone coloured skin and flowers in your hair.
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where does the time go?
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where does the time all go forever?
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it hides in your eyes, in a picture
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in another place's sky
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i have it in my hands,
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they're the words to a song I never sang.
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it's more than letters, it heals that bridge.
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if it's not too much, i would love to see you there.
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with bone coloured skin and flowers in your hair.
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if it's not too much, i would love to see you there...
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with bone coloured skin and flowers in your hair.
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if it's not too much, i would love to see you there.
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with bone coloured skin and flowers in your hair.
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More Than Letters
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| Benjamin Francis Leftwich |
