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Late at night

I come knocking at your door

And I hear you say

"Leave it at the floor"

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It's been so long

And you won't

Tell me what to do

But it you're standing on the edge

Then I'll stand right there with you

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Turn around

I've been dying to pull you in

But when I let you know

The gloves come off

And I can't win

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When you want

You can't find it

And the sun

Makes you quiet

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Speak it loud

When you find out what to say

But for now 

I don't mind the wait