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she stands in the waiting she looks down to speak your eyes speak invitation to follow with the beat she said oh no i'll never be the same you struck my heart like lightning i'll never be the same i've come to know the color of indecisiveness tell me what i'm feeling in seven words or less the way looks awful lonely so long or maybe less the time has passed so slowly there's pressure on my chest your eyes speak invitation to follow with the beat so tell me what i'm feeling in seven words so speak [come on baby come on along the road's not that long gretchen gretchen gretchen i wanna go] From Letras Mania