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The second before the signal
And waiting for the shot
Timeless, yet unrestful
My patience breaking up

You're just kind of late I suppose
I'm bascally sitting in front of your door
Waiting for it to open up once more
It's still closed

With feelings up in the skyblue
But feet on solid ground
The tension is tormenting
The weight not enough
My outstreched arms grow tired
My fingers slipping off

This story was written for two
I'm sure you only have forgotten the time
I mean you're only three hours behind
It's cool

Apart, but still we have grown
I'm starting to see it might be like it seemed
And I dream my dreams
On my own



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Writer(s): Jay Jammer
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