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A flame doesn’t dance, it survives
Flickers madly in an eye
A wave that crashes, not lapse
It’s much too much, it’s so fast
It’s so fast
Waitin’ by the little front gate
And the flower boxes I made
My love it gathers in a cloud
And all at once it rains down
It’s all down
Ya know I never quite feel right
In the afternoon
And so I wait until midnight
Until I speak to you
Tell me about the blues
I'll tell you I got ‘em too
In these late moments tell the truth
(Bridge)
Ya know I never quite feel right
In the afternoon
And so I wait until midnight
Until I speak to you
Tell me about the blues
I'll tell you I got ‘em too
In these late moments tell the truth (2x)
And I think that you’re angry too
And I think that you love me too
