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They say that kindness goes right back to where it came from. So how did I end up with you. I push and pull so much, I make such a fuss. My melodies all sing so blue. You've got to quite down. Stop singing sad, old songs. I want you. How did that not get through. Like a bad criminal I don't know what to aim for. I'm shooting cans off a wooden fence. I'm either just lucky or sorry, I live between the two. So now you know why I need you. You've got to settle down. Run through open fields. I want you. How did that not get through. I can remember all the times that you pulled me through. You fixed the broken heart of the fool. Over my shoulder I can see the world closing in. Be my blanket. It will keep me alive, I've got somethings I want to do. From Letras Mania