Now I?? passing every street light with ease
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the street signs are much too dark to even pretend I??e been here before
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where is your hand to guide me close by mine not a dead end no not this
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This road goes for miles with no sign
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will she be waiting to pull me off to the side
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will she be waiting to pull me off to the side
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Lost in a one track mind stalking the chance to take us alive
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She can?? be much further as the day dies the sun fades into my eyes
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she floats around inside my empty head searching for....
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Her touch stills move my hair the smell is so faint but it must be the one
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my bones ache from the cold
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No one could predict that I would ever get this far (for so long)
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Do I have the strength to go on
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snow begins to fill my hair but still I press on.
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Her touch still moves my hair the smell is so faint but it must be the one.
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her touch still moves my hair.
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my bones ache from the cold.
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No one could predict that I would ever get this far (for so long)
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She?? waiting, I feel her, she?? waiting. At the...
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I Still Feel Her (Part I)
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| Emarosa |
