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Things have gotten closer to the sun
And I've done things in small doses
So don't think that I'm pushing you away
When you're the one that I've kept closest
My heart skipped a beat and when I caught it you were out of reach.
I couldn't spill my heart. Steady walking, but bound to trip. Should release, but just tighten my grip.
Annons