And honestly, I have been begging for answers
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That you and only you can give to me
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My voice crying loud
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I've been crying for days now
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And as I start to run, I stop to breathe
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(And I was nearly scared to death)
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And I was nearly scared to death
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(Why you left in paragraphs)
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Why you left in paragraphs
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(The words were nearly over us)
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The words were nearly over us
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You stop and turn and grab your bags
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And I'll be here by the ocean
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Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
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All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
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And every waves drags me to sea
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I could stand here for hours
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Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
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With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
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Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"
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As hours move to minutes
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And minutes take longer to break
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I will be desperately awaiting
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But my tongue won't fall apart
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And we've been sitting here for hours
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All alone and in the dark
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So let me think of how to word it
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Is it too soon to say 'perfect'?
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If I could find another thirty minutes somewhere
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I'm sure everything would find me
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All that's left is just to sing
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And I'll be here by the ocean
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Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
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All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
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And every waves drags me to sea
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I could stand here for hours
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Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
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With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
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Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"
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And if you sing to me sweet until then,
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I may never sail Virginia again
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And as this current moves slow for me
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This much you must know we'll meet again
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And I'll have you know I'm scared to death
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Tell me once again
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That you'll love me to the death
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And should I die, you swear that you will come for me
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As I fade away, you reach out your hand
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(And please don't let me go)
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And please don't let me go
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(And please don't let me go)
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And please don't let me go
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And I'll be here by the ocean
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Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
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All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
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And every waves drags me to sea
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I could stand here for hours
|
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
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With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
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Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"
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You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds
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| Mayday Parade |
