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The Waiting >> Merchandise Links
The Waiting
Walking out alone The night fits like a stone inside a boot heel Hot and cold winds blow And no one is here to know the way I feel The corner I once knew brings me in to view again So I could stay out late, find new bones to break But then I'd be dragging home admitting I am because You are I am I recognize clearly I see I am because You are I am I am in You and You are in me Spent too many days devising many ways trying to escape you Played too many roles Dug too many holes just big enough to fall in to And I could linger here, hoping to disappear in excuses Come morning is shining face I'd be crawling to the place I call home Where first you cut me loose and The places that Iive carried You, I wouldn't take a dog Stop and calmly think of that Tear this church down to it's cornerstone And build it up again, build me up again.
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