And i wonder were you are
dancing in the rain
sleeping in a train
maybe thinking bout me
maybe thinking you will never come home
tell me its not like that
tell me that you're dying to be here
tell me its not like that
the wind will blow your heart and change you
walking among strangers, hugging them and holding hands
sharing what you heart thinks hoping they will understad
trying to heal the wounds not even angels could have mend
trying to send the signals a long time you should've sent
miles and miles away, days and days ago
you thought you would not even care

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