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Feb 01, 2006 13:01

Your walk is:
Sort of like Kickboxing



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I've been the needle and the thread
Weaving figure eights and circles round your head

I try to laugh but cry instead
Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said

When I was going through your dresser drawer
Forgot what I was looking for
Kinda got me in the right direction

Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry

I'm lifting you up
I'm letting you down

I'm dancing till dawn
I'm fooling around

I'm not giving up
I'm making your love
This city's made us crazy
And we must get out

This is not goodbye, she said
It is just time for me to rest my head

She does not walk, she runs instead
Through the jagged streets and into my bed

When I was
Fumbling through your dresser drawer
Forgot what I was looking for
Kinda got me in the right direction

Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry

I'm lifting you up
I'm letting you down

I'm dancing till dawn
I'm fooling around

I'm not giving up
I'm making your love
This city's made us crazy and we must get out

There's only so much I can do for you

After all of the things you put me through...

Love's so confusing sometimes
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