Doesn't matter that my eyes to go,
speech made slow,
speech made
It's too late, the sky's performing
We must have missed our
I feel that look upon your face.
You're thinking about some
do do do do do
do do do do do
do do
I'm not gonna sit around, sit around and wait for
We've been chasing others,
and rested little while.
Haven't we learned from
Whatever happened to the promises you made
Those little notions of
All i have's this journal that i writesketches of a
Well I wrote a storyGot put in the paperAbout all
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