Thoughts that consume me.
Drawing me closer to you.
If you had thought this was over,
we're playing by my rules.
Ready or not, here I come to find you and when
I do I'll make you mine.
Here I come to find you and when I do...
Ready or not.
Spaces I'm searching empty,
old wood and chipped paint, shadows are here.
The floor boards are speaking telling you I'm near.
Now that I've found you.

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