Never thought I be in the place.
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It's someone else's life I'm living.
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Wish I were living a lie.
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The hardest part is when the bough breaks,
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falling down and then forgriving.
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You didn't kiss me goodbye.
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I'm choking on the words I didn't get to say,
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and pray I get the chance one day, yeah.
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(Chorus)
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I still run, I still swing open the door.
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I still think you'll there like before.
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Doesn't everybody out there never come 'round?
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Some things a heart won't listen to.
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I'm still holdin' out for you, yeah.
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I can hear you smile in the dark.
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I can even feel your breathing,
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but daylight chases the ghosts.
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I see your coat and I fall apart.
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To those hints of you I'm clingin'.
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Now when I need the most.
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I should get up, dry my eyes, and move ahead.
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At least, that's what you would have said.
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(Chorus)
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I still run, I still swing open the door.
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I still think you'll there like before.
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Doesn't everybody out there never come 'round?
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Some things a heart won't listen to.
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I'm still holdin' out for you.
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Faithfully, trace your name while you sleep.
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It's the only true comfort I feel, yeah.
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(Chorus)
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I still run, I still swing open the door.
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I still think you'll there like before.
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Doesn't everybody out there never come 'round?
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Some things a heart won't listen to.
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I'm still holdin' out for you
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Holdin' out for you.
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Still Holding Out For You
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| Richard Marx |
