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days dedicated to the thought of being through
and i just want to lay in bed with you
and admit that i'm so tired of everything i do
but with you - it was new

and i can't stop thinking of the moon
or the nights i saw your breath in the room
so draw a line within the snow
between what you thought and what you know
and in that space i'll build a home and i'll wait

if this fire goes out i will keep you warm the best i can
i'll throw everything i have into the flames just to make it last

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