I wonder if I cheated all the things
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that have been mistreated in your life.
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And maybe I just planted a view
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that could've been quite slanted, how can I win?
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You travel more than me and have seen
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so many things I've seen and so much more.
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I feel the need to follow only for the words
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I swallowed if I ever believed.
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[Chorus:]
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And you're waiting by the door.
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And I can see from a mile away
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your roots have thorns.
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And you're waiting by the door.
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I'll probably never be to as many places
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I've seen in my mind.
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And I know that if I sit here and grin
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then maybe it'll be all right.
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Though I know my story will go well
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with all your glory, I feel it just the same.
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I realize, I never really knew about that anyway.
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[Chorus:]
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And you're waiting by the door.
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And I can see from a mile away
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your roots have thorns.
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And you're waiting by the door.
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Waiting Song
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| Theresa Sokyrka |
