When I see you
I'm like a string of fire…
That’s bursting afterwards
And every time I see you,
The world stops turning
For the clock couldn't come with me
Yet chances would
Up here with you
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Then, I've realized
That I'm no waterfall to convince you
I've seen all the rain right in your eyes
There's something inside of you
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Why won't you tell me what it is?
For my power blazes in the sea
Because of you...
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And I know,
I'll be nothing I the Earth
Without a glimpse of you
I became a squirrel due to your eyes
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I was nothing before you crushed the ice;
And I see something in it
But it is different on what you say to me
Why do your eyes say diverse with your lips?
Why won’t you open that door?
Why is it locked in that chamber?
And the feelings,
Why won’t it come back, why wont it climb back?
Why does it fade away, Why did you walk away?
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The past that we’ve left,
It’s really fantasy to bring back,
And now, they were all fancy,
Full of baby things, so childish they are
But why won’t you bring them back,
Couldn’t we last for more, why do we keep closing the door,
If all that we left, are memories that we adore?
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I want to know,
What occupies that room...?
I want to see them, like a flower that blooms…
And they go in each shutter of explosions, boom;
They have rhythm like what my heart has,
They beat as fast as what my hear does,
And that’s what they should be,
Yet it wasn’t like what I see…
Return to dust,
Return to dust…
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But still, I’ll hold you like we would last,
I’ll risk everything and have trust,
So that the things we’ve left in the room,
Won’t return to dust,
Would come back at last,
Won’t return to dust,
Would come back at last;
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Coz I want to know the room…
And occupy it again,
I want to know the room,
And be with you again…
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