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You told me I was a view that only birds can see and you sat upon that piano in hopes it would impress me. I've got a message for you from me your little plan worked and I'm waiting for delivery. I'll build you a piano in my bedroom. I'll make you wings out of paper and glue and you can fly wherever you want to baby. Up through that trap door to the tower I laid on rafters, wasting my hours. Like you said, i'm an old wound. I'm looking for a window to see through. I'll trade a hundred of anything for you. I've said it before but its never been true. I'm used to doing just what I want to. You're always changing the maps you make me. You told me you hate how clumsy I can be. Yesterday I went back to that room where you told me the secrets that you knew. I stood on a table to get a better view, proceeded to tell myself lies about you. Climb back up on your piano. Letras de cancionesUp through that trap door to the tower, I laid on rafters, wasting my hours. I've been dusting off my old wounds, but none measure up to the ones collected from you. I used to get just what I wanted to. From Letras Mania