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Time will see we're not searching for a wild excuse To put emotions back on hold Too much has gone down we know what you're doing But do you feel the same way You look sharp inside your pointed shoes I have this picture hanging in my room And I refuse to take you down or shake you down We could bring you gently round if that's what you choose For a point of view coz words like sand just get blown away All those things we'd like to say We need you {Repeat ad lib and end} From Letras Mania