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by Sleeping At Last
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I've a hundred years
But I'd wait a more for you
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being do
If I had only felt the touch
If I had only how you when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you enough
I would have what I was living for all along
I've been for
Your is my page
Where the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who you are
For makes me stronger than heart
If I had only how it to be yours
Well, I would have known what I've living for all along
What I've been for
Though we're tethered to the story we tell
When I saw you, I knew we'd it well
a whisper, we tame the vicious seas
Like a feather, kingdoms to their knees
But I'd wait a more for you
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being do
If I had only felt the touch
If I had only how you when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you enough
I would have what I was living for all along
I've been for
Your is my page
Where the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who you are
For makes me stronger than heart
If I had only how it to be yours
Well, I would have known what I've living for all along
What I've been for
Though we're tethered to the story we tell
When I saw you, I knew we'd it well
a whisper, we tame the vicious seas
Like a feather, kingdoms to their knees
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