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