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The Way You Do
She's not waiting
As I sit here and concentrate on reasons I'm alone
And I'm just saving
A little space to hold my grace on seasons made of stone
So maybe I'm just a photograph for her to laught at
Seems that I don't want her back, I do
Seems to me a little bit crazy
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
But still I feel a little real killing time
Seems to me a little too hard
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
And slowly I feel too
I feel the way you do
So move a little fast and make me the last
I feel a little down and want you around
And suddenly another me feels a little loss for words
Oh then I'll see
This ain't the place that I want to be
So sorry if I fail to see your view
Seems to me a little bit crazy
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
But still I feel a little real killing time
Seems to me a little too hard
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
And slowly I feel too
I feel the way you do
Oh then I'll see
This ain't the place that I want to be
So sorry if I fail to see your view
Seems to me a little bit crazy
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
But still I feel a little real killing time
Seems to me a little too hard
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
And slowly I feel too
I feel the way you do
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I feel the way you do
And slowly I feel too
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
Seems to me a little too hard
But still I feel a little real killing time
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
Seems to me a little bit crazy
So sorry if I fail to see your view
This ain't the place that I want to be
Oh then I'll see
I feel the way you do
And slowly I feel too
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
Seems to me a little too hard
But still I feel a little real killing time
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
Seems to me a little bit crazy
So sorry if I fail to see your view
This ain't the place that I want to be
Oh then I'll see
And suddenly another me feels a little loss for words
I feel a little down and want you around
So move a little fast and make me the last
I feel the way you do
And slowly I feel too
I jumped the gun and I ran too far
Seems to me a little too hard
But still I feel a little real killing time
Hard to think I'm in the middle of a maze
Seems to me a little bit crazy
Seems that I don't want her back, I do
So maybe I'm just a photograph for her to laught at
A little space to hold my grace on seasons made of stone
And I'm just saving
As I sit here and concentrate on reasons I'm alone
She's not waiting
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