A dark clear sky above our heads
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You¡¯re tongue is cold but still your heart it bleeds for something more
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Bittersweet memories from my bed
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Haunt your world of trust that crumbles in between my hands
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But still I see there¡¯s no way out
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You think you¡¯ve gone somewhere, but there¡¯s no way I¡¯m leaving you behind
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So I¡¯m goin¡¯ now but you know that I¡¯ll come back
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You know I don¡¯t give up that easy
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But before you think I¡¯m gone for good
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Our story¡¯s not yet over, the timing¡¯s just not right for me tonight
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A common life just shoved aside
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Uncommon bearing of a word that¡¯s just been thrown around
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Rescued by our senseless style
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Without a chance you say you¡¯re tired of all this pain inside
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Tonight you turned your eyes from me
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But there¡¯s some things that you don¡¯t see
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You can¡¯t get what you want from me right now
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The Timing
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| Ingram Hill |
