Theres so much of silence
Wonder how far we are apart.
I have seen a hundred suns
And we still keep on
Waiting for that last,
Waiting for that last.
Hiding under your shadow,
I dream with you alone,
Rushing through the clouds,
You fill colors with eyes blind.
We want to be so far apart,
Its funny how we still find out ways to be this close.
We have so many choices,
I wonder why we tick the same.
We take a picture,
It turns out blurred,
You are there standing still,
Still there holding my hand.
We want to be so far apart,
Its funny how we still find out ways to be this close.
We have so many other choices,
I wonder why we tick the same.
Thats the story you see,
We want to be so apart,
Still close hand in hand,
I skip a breath
I wonder why you skip the same.
Wonder how far we are apart.
I have seen a hundred suns
And we still keep on
Waiting for that last,
Waiting for that last.
Hiding under your shadow,
I dream with you alone,
Rushing through the clouds,
You fill colors with eyes blind.
We want to be so far apart,
Its funny how we still find out ways to be this close.
We have so many choices,
I wonder why we tick the same.
We take a picture,
It turns out blurred,
You are there standing still,
Still there holding my hand.
We want to be so far apart,
Its funny how we still find out ways to be this close.
We have so many other choices,
I wonder why we tick the same.
Thats the story you see,
We want to be so apart,
Still close hand in hand,
I skip a breath
I wonder why you skip the same.
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