My heart is pumping for one reason. Maybe it's my imagination
but its true. It's all in your hands. I no longer have this on my
shoulders. Oh, no it must be something I said. Love is
another word to regret. You know, it must be part of my plan.
It's never too late to understand. And I wanted it to be
something more than just another run-around for me. And even
though I'm glad that I'm finally free. All thats left for my life is now
up to me. And I walk around for days and I only see you in my
dreams. Wait for me like I've waited for you.
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