I wore a ring that was taken so hastily,
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Thinking naively that it guaranteed my safety
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I'm looking at eyes that have stumbled across a shooting star
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Saying that's alright, I know the kind of man you are¡¦
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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How many things I recall I can't take too far
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She's good at collecting
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and counting ALL the things you are
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Forever racing the flames she loved to put me through
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I was never a good seahorse
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But I can practice rides on you
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Another world, another space,
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another mind insists I'm crying
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I once experienced time with you
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Now all exists through rage and sighing
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Simon says I love you
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But not as much as you display
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Who says its alright
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WHEN Simon says she's yesterday
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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Like holding on a Nova Star
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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The constant search for who you are
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Oh, life
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Underneath love's theme lies a superficial chain
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Whatever seduced the barriers
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Thinks everything should stay the same
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I'm meeting MY mind say,
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Hi I think I love you
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I never used to run from love
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But calculate what I've been through
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Whatever love, whatever vibe,
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Whenever I'm convinced you're lying
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Ask me for my mind and I
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Will ask you why your sighs are dying
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Introduce the melancholy
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I've felt since last I saw you
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You say it's alright
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But I'm crushed till it decides upon you
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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I only hope you'll understand
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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finding you've no place to stand
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Send my deepest sympathy
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To the flowers on December's garden
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What's for sale of you're emotions
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Tell me, Trust can't buy me love
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Well, that's OK
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Tell me of your adventures, you know
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I bet I could survive the wind if
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Curiosities killed the snow for real.
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Holding on is like the ways of the wind
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Ways of the Wind
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| PM Dawn |
