Always go where we come from always searching for someone I cannot sleep, so I rest until I weep Always go where we come from
You're something I could depend on but I know I make you weep to promises I gave, and not to promises I keep.
If there were a lie I could give you for every time that I missed you. I cannot see so I search 'til I believe
You're something I could hold onto but I know I know I make you weep to promises I gave and not to promises I keep
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