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INGRAM HILL >> Merchandise Links
INGRAM HILL
You tell me she's not asking for an answer, just tryin' to live her life But all this waitin' 'round has caused her blindness And I'm giving up the fight Oh, I wanna say I told her everything that we could do But now I sit here lonely with one last thing to prove Afraid that love might happen, convinced of a lie Maybe I'm wrong, but what if I'm right Should've left a long time ago, but something keeps me in I can't stand those beautiful blue eyes longing for him I want her to come over, I wanna feel her touch I just want to believe that I've been worrying too much Can't You see I'm trying, but everything is wrong Maybe I don't belong 7 am on a monday, and he comes waltzing in I'm scared, but a find a way to ask, "Where have you been?"
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