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