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There's no record, there's no trace There's nothing that anyone can see left on your face There's no method, there's no crime To get from there to here was never a straight line But I dream of the open seas They're waiting for me They're waiting patiently I draw outside the lines Like a fraud sometimes With cans of paint It comes in waves Another night between Debating wants and needs But no complaint The shower runs into a river The river runs into the sea Up to clouds that bring it back And it's raining down on me Some feelings they follow through hot and through cold Attached like a kite that I don't want to hold It took ages to learn it's ok Can't let go, just get out of the way Letras de canciones I dream of the open seas They're waiting for me They're waiting patiently I stopped reading about Jesus Started reading about Elvis Pre-army days like a parable Hiding out with Juanico Time is on our heels Is on our heels Is on our heels The phone on my chest plays Jimmy Webb And I feel myself out on the line Wanting you for all time From Letras Mania