She has a fear of heights
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the way you feel when you're leaving on your first flight.
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She's like a sinking stone,
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fading from the surface,
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but we are
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never alone.
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She's on a tightrope,
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losing balance, yet something's pulling her towards hope.
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I want to run to her,
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but I've already played that card, so I will fight the urge.
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Eyes closed, fingers crossed;
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praying that she's lost...
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You'll never know what's around the bend.
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"Avoid the unknown" is ringing in
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your head...
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She has a fear of love,
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accepting everything but what she really dreamed of.
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She keeps her heart locked;
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no she won't ever answer even though she hears a knock.
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But love is at the door, and
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after all isn't that what we are here for?
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I want to run to her,
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but I've already tried, for there is only one cure.
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(She has a fear of heights, the way you feel when you're leaving on your first flight)...
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You'll never know what's around the bend.
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"Avoid the unknown" is ringing in
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your head...
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While you rest inside your regret,
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the sun rises and
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sets again...
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You're in your way, that's why you'll always be the same.
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Eyes closed, fingers crossed;
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praying that she's lost...
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You'll never know what's around the bend.
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"Avoid the unknown" is ringing in
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your head...
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While you rest inside your regret,
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the sun rises and
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sets again...
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Ohh & Ohhhh
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Always Straight Ahead
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| This Day and Age |
