The grey ceiling on the earth Well it's lasted for a while Take my thoughts for what they're worth I've been acting like a child Your opinion, what is that? It's just a different point of view, oh yeah What else, what else can I do? I said I'm sorry, yeah, I'm sorry, oh oh I said I'm sorry, but what for? If I hurt you then I hate myself I don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you Why do you choose your pain if you only knew How much I love you love you Well I won't be your winter And i won't be anyone's excuse to cry And we can be forgiven, oh yeah And I will be here yeah Old picture on the shelf It's been there for a while A frozen image of ourselves We were acting like a child Innocent and in a trance A dance that lasted for a while oh Read my eyes just like a diary Oh remember, please remember oh oh Well I'm not a beggar, but what's more If I hurt you then I hate myself I don't want to hate myself, dont want to hurt you Why do you choose that pain if only you knew How much I love you, no Well I won't be your winter And I won't be anyone's excuse to cry and We can be forgiven And I will be here oh No, well I won't be your winter (i won't) cause I won't be anyone's excuse to cry And we can be forgiven (i know) And I will be here well I won't be your winter (i won't) And i won't be anyone's excuse to cry and We can be forgiven (oh i know) And I will be here

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March 2010