You said, wait for me, we'll fly the wind. We will grow old and You'll be stronger without him.
Now my world is at your feet. I was alive and now I've drowned.
Now I'll wait for the world to hear my song, so they can tell me I was wrong.
But they weren't there beneath your stare, they weren't stripped to they were bare.
They said you're too young to even know.
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