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In Our Place
03:17
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If it’s too late for these words to reach you,
Then this will be just as hard on you too
Is he appealing to you? Just how does he compare?
Does he make your heart race with a single stare?
Is this our last?
‘Cause it feels like the start of something new.
Where have you been,
I’ve spent too much time without you.
So tell me is there something that I missed?
I can still feel the touch of your kiss.
I’d like to see him try to do what I did best,
Cunning words and smooth lines aimed to leave you undressed.
Is this our last?
‘Cause it feels like the start of something new.
Where have you been,
I’ve spent too much time without you.
Is this our last?
I won’t let this become
A faded memory, in black and white.
Each time I close my eyes
I know I’ll see your face,
And every night I try to sleep
It’s your voice that keeps me awake.
I will run right after you, until my legs quiver and break
So we will be back in our place, tonight.
Is this our last?
‘Cause it feels like the start of something new.
Where have you been,
I’ve spent too much time without you.
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2. |
Hearts So Pure
03:21
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It’s all said and done, and now we’ll move on.
The cold winter has faded, but not memories created.
So we will raise our glasses to these past times we’ve spent,
Empty cups and visions blurred, We’ll gather and we’ll sing
Let’s empty all our worries
With new enthusiastic stories
Through taking risks on stormy nights
Turning to dimmer skies
Driving East to coloured fountains,
And passing time on highway mountains
We’ll celebrate to dedication and hearts so pure.
We’ve got so much time on our hands.
Let’s flood this city,
Drown all the memories,
And wait for this storm to pass.
Through struggles and our situations
Exceeding all our expectations.
Taking risks and hiding scars,
Driving coast to coast, and
Feeling so far from everything that we know,
Holding on to feelings we shouldn’t show,
So we’ll raise our glasses to the times we’ve spent,
Left with empty cups and no regrets.
We’ll celebrate to dedication and hearts so pure.
We’ve got so much time on our hands.
Let’s flood this city,
Drown all the memories,
And wait for this storm to pass.
As the water rose, your head started dipping under,
But the flood couldn’t destroy the bond we’ve built.
We’ve got so much time on our hands.
So flood this city,
Drown all the memories,
And wait for this storm to pass.
It’s all said and done, drown all the memories
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3. |
Into the Waterfall
04:45
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What’s mine isn’t yours, and what’s yours was never mine.
Am I wasting my time?
I saw something different in you that no one else could see,
But now I realize it never existed.
So then I fake another smile to gain a little acceptance;
You’re not getting anywhere else.
I always wondered if it’s just me,
Or does everybody go through this?
I always wanted that something special,
And I needed it so much.
I did anything to convince myself
That this is a fairy tale romance,
But oh how foolish can we sometimes be.
Am I wasting my time?
Every time you enter the room,
I’m holding on to these past memories.
What’s mine isn’t yours
And what’s yours was never mine.
I always wanted that something special,
And I needed it so much.
I did anything to convince myself
That this is a fairy tale romance,
But oh how foolish can we sometimes be.
I try bending the truth
When I lie awake at night, every night,
But these walls close in and consume me,
I walk into the waterfall, I’m so far from where I should be.
Taking my time, and spilling the lies from your mouth.
Showing my bad side, and showing my weak side.
Where has that good girl gone? My friends said she never existed.
Just how did they see through this foolish desire?
I needed you so much,
I did anything to convince myself
That this is a fairy tale romance,
But oh how foolish can we sometimes be.
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