No, no shapes at all
nothing real or artificial
no energy or heat
no troughs, there are no peaks
No hangover from last night
no shame in first light
no time, there"ll be no change
no colors to rearrange
I, I get that feeling
when we are apart
I get the teaching
that i cant be without you
without you, babe, without you
No future, there is no past
no slow, there is no fast
no grace with which to admire
no face, there is no desire
No symetery or peace
no sirens or police
no cameras and no phone
no photographs and no tones
I, I get that feeling
when we are apart
I get the teaching
that i cant be without you
without you, babe, without you
Come on, hey now
come on, hey now
come on, take my heart
in your hands
I, I get that feeling
when we are apart
I get the teaching
that i cant be without you
without you, babe, without you |
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