I could go back to every laugh,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore,
And I know all the steps up to your door,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore.
Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,
Talk to the man with the reasons why,
And let me know what te find.
I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.
I could stand up and sing te a song,
But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.
And I, I’ve got te down,
I know te da heart,
And te don’t even know where I start.
Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,...
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