those moments of wishful dreams, gone down the pipe when awashed with the waves of routine and practicality of life.
and of those times i walked away out of convenience while the silent chisel chipped away at the heart, bit by bit.
could it be that you were there watching, listening, all along?
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i'm not enough unless you come
will you meet me here again
'cause all i want is all you are
will you meet me here again
---
and of those times i walked away out of convenience while the silent chisel chipped away at the heart, bit by bit.
could it be that you were there watching, listening, all along?
---
i'm not enough unless you come
will you meet me here again
'cause all i want is all you are
will you meet me here again
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