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i see you through your little windowlike a pot of gold under the rainbowit's only a matter of sweet timebefore i steal all your sunshineyou lead the way and i followi'll spend the day in your shadowit's more than just an obsessioni've come to ask for your blessingi have been waiting for so longi have forgotten why i started waitingi spy from cracks in the alleyfrom shining sea to the valleyi'll make my bed in your basementwith photographs of your face anda lock of hair that i borrowedto make a meal of your sorrowit's more than just an obsessioni've come to teach you a lesson From Letras Mania