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If I were to mail you a letter, not just tuck it with the other unsent ones in my drawer, it would read: I noticed tonight The the world has been turning While I've been stood here dithering around Well I know I said I'd wait around till you need me, but I have to go I hate to let you down But I can't stop now I've got troubles of my own Because I'm short on time I'm lonely and I'm too tired to talk I noticed tonight That the world has been turning While I've been sat here withering away Well I know I said I wouldn't leave you behind But I have to go It breaks my heart to say That I can't stop now I've got troubles of my own Because I'm short on time I'm lonely and I'm too tired to talk To no one back home I've got troubles of my own And I can't slow down for no one in town No I can't stop now for no one The motion keeps my heart running. -Keane (hopes and fears) |
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