Who do you touch?
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Who do you touch when you dream of me or do you think of me at all?
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What do you see?
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What do you see when the lights go out or do you just stare at the dark?
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I'm running away 'cause here I can no longer stay, you've already taken to much from me.
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Release me from memory and tell me the road gets easier from here.
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I'll be by my side and do it the hard way.
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I'm standing... withstanding and hoping my thoughts don't overwhelm me.
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But take...take it instead, this shell from my head and wash those stupid waves goodbye.
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What do you do?
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What do you do now that you don't have me?
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Do late night promises suffice?
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What would it be like?
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What would it be like if you never had to think of me at all?
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So take my advice but make it a surprise 'cause you've already taken so much from me.
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Who Do You Touch
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| Left Front Tire |
