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uhuuu,
ohhhh!
i know i’m saying always…
you’re trying not to complain
but it’s not what you say,
it’s just hard to explain.
i’m scared to breathe,
for fear of losing my breath,
afraid to fall,
for fear of falling too fast!
i am the one i’m running from,
afraid of love that i’ll be all by myself!
chorus:
..nothing, but nothing at all,
if i run out of breath, would be my love?
..put the time on your hands
would you come,
would you come?
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