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							I'm  of  the story
 
Tired of telling it your way
Yeah I what I saw I know
I found the floor
Before you my heart
Reconsider
you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've the door
Here comes the summer's son
He my skin
I again
I'm over you
I I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
hands out and me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
Here comes the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
Before you my heart
Reconsider
I've the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I again
I'm over you
Here the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the summer's son
...
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the winter's rain
...
To cleanse my skin...
(I again)
(I'm over you)
...
							
																								Tired of telling it your way
Yeah I what I saw I know
I found the floor
Before you my heart
Reconsider
you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've the door
Here comes the summer's son
He my skin
I again
I'm over you
I I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
hands out and me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
you take my heart
Reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here the summer's son
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
Here comes the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
Before you take my heart
Reconsider
Before you my heart
Reconsider
I've the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He burns my skin
I again
I'm over you
Here the winter's rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the summer's son
...
He burns my skin
I ache again
I'm over you
...
Here comes the winter's rain
...
To cleanse my skin...
(I again)
(I'm over you)
...
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