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You were looking away from me, western skies calling you. Colors spilling, running dazzling you. I was looking the other way voices call from the east I saw my roots of the trees there planted at my feet. It could be I'm searching for a place so small with room for everything where worlds on worlds revolve. But how can we wait? I wouldn't hold you back. Suppose I was the clever one And words came easy to me I could say I was writing a song about you (you) and me. Maybe that verse is yet to be found, but waits inside of me, a secret room a tangled web to unweave. Letras de canciones But how can we wait knowing our ways, how can we hold on, still you know its not too late. From Letras Mania