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It s the light you see underneath the door
and the shadow of the footsteps on the floor
the hang up call that you can t ignore
it s the face you cross the room
that makes your heartbeat fast
and the room reflection in the bottom of the broken glass
just like the night before
[short break]
The noisy clock beside your bed
even with the pillow wrapped around your head
the voice inside that won t shut up
the pounding in your chest that just won t stop
It s hard to lose the love we make
can t take the longing
We won t forget we might forgive
we don t outlive the longing
It s the time you spent at the mad in here
as you can t go home where you have to face
()
the stupid life half lived and the other half not worse living
you turn on the light but it s still pitch dark
and the writing on the wall is a question mark
you don t know where and you don t know when
but if you ll ever have this strange to try again
It s hard to lose the love we make
can t take the longing
We won t forget we might forgive
we don t outlive the longing
The wanting
the needing
the feeling of the reaching for the rest of your liiiiiiife
It s hard to lose the love we make
can t take the longing
We won t forget we might forgive
we don t outlive the longing
Ohhh the Longing
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