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Monday, March 1, 2010





. . . . .Breathe you out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Breathe you in
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .You keep coming back to tell me
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .You’re the one who could have been
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And my eyes see it all so clear
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It was long ago and far away but it never disappears
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I try to put it in the past
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Hold on to myself and don’t look back

. . . . . .I don’t wanna dream about
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .All the things that never were
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And maybe I can live without
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I don’t wanna feel the pain
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .What good would it do me now
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I’ll get it all figured out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under (from under, from under, from under)
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .So let me go
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Just let me fly away
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Let me feel the space between us growing deeper
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And much darker every day
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Watch me now and I’ll be someone new
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .My heart will be unbroken
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It will open up for everyone but you
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Even when I cross the line
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It's like a lie I’ve told a thousand times

. . . . . .I don’t wanna dream about
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .All the things that never were
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Maybe I can live without
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I don’t wanna feel the pain
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .What good would it do me now
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I’ll get it all figured out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under (from under, from under, from under, from under)

. . . . . .And part of me still believes
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When you say you’re gonna stick around
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And part of me still believes
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .We can find a way to work it out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .But I know that we tried everything we could try
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .So let's just say goodbye
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Forever

. . . . . .I don’t wanna dream about
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .All the things that never were
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And maybe I can live without
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And I don’t wanna feel the pain
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .What good would it do me now
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I’ll get it all figured out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under

. . . . . .I don’t wanna dream about
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .All the things that never were
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And maybe I can live without
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .And I don’t wanna feel the pain
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .What good would it do me now
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I’ll get it all figured out
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When I’m out from under (from under, from under, from under, from under)