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In a book in a box in the closet In a line in a song I once heard In a moment on a front porch late one June In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon There it was at the tip of my fingers There it was on the tip of my tongue There you were and I had never been that far There it was the whole world wrapped inside my arms And I let it all slip away – Chorus What do I do now that you’re gone No back up plan, no second chance And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains Are the words I couldn’t say There’s a rain that’ll never stop falling There’s a wall that I’ve tried to take down What I should’ve said just wouldn’t pass my lips So I held back and now we’ve come to this And it’s too late now – Are the words I couldn’t say I should have found a way to tell you how I felt Now the only one I’m tellin’ is myself What do I do, what do I say And no else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains Are the words I couldn’t say
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Anonymous
Tue 18 Mar 2008 15:59
Underbar låt =)
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