I won't get mad and I won't break in two
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'cause I understand you
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Now take this change and let my clothes soak with rain
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As I study orchid blooms
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And some can't live unless they feed on fallen leaves
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And so you'll let me down to come alive when you comfort me
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And I've watched you change I've heard your words rearrange
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Played back from the start
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And if I did teach you anything at all
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I hope it was to love with all your heart
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And lay open wide with imperfect symmetry
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And so you'll love like you and I will love like me
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And to be reborn they have to go to seed
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And so, angel, you will have to set me free
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Orchids
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| Maria Taylor |
