Waste away the days
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Waiting on a new age
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But time betrays me
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And I get older one more year
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Walk London's windy streets
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Go anywhere but home
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'Cause I'm looking for the secrets
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That only cobble stones hold
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Only the cobble stones know
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And I've never been so sure
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That after all these years, I'll never learn
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That heavenly creatures never come
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You've got a knife-throwing kind of love
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But your silence cuts the deepest
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And I know I've made a mess of things
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And I'm sorry for all that
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Wish we could get the time back
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Because I've never been so sure
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That after all these years, I'll never learn
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That heavenly creatures never come
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Wait for it
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Wait for it
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Now I'm staring at the sun
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As if there's a riddle I'm not in on
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'Cause the wolves howl to the Moon
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And she never answers back
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No, she never answers back
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And after all these years, I'll never learn
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That heavenly creatures never, never been so sure
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That after all these years, I'll never learn
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That heavenly creatures never come, oh
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Waste away the days
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Waiting on a new age
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London
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| Vanessa Carlton |
