Hanging
round your house
and staying up all night
what I lack
you got it all behind your doors
right you need time
I need you right by my side
but I stare too long and get you wrong
if I don’t hide each time
I fall down
you need to come around
so fuck our low downs
what I need – someday
I’ll write a book about it
until that day I follow you around
and I won’t quit
I won’t go away
I won’t give it up
I won’t stop but I stare too long
and get you wrong
if I don’t drop we’ll find a way
we won’t get nowhere
we won’t get lost
cause we’ll get somewhere
and I don’t mind
I really don’t care
we’ll find a way
when we will get there.
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