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Oh our dance was slow And you fumbled with my hands Whisper "time to sleep" You have dreams awaiting your tired mind Does your heart get weaker When you think how far we've to go Forget all the promises You're tired and you're drifting and you're low And if you can't steer Then it would be safer to drop the anchor And if you can't feel It's selfish to use up all of the bandages I can read your eyes: if this is real then it'll end I shouldn't look so surprised This happens over and over again Does your heart get fiercer When you think someday i might go Forget all the promises You're tired and you're drifting and you're low And if you can't steer Then it would be safer to drop the anchor And if you can't feel It's selfish to use up all of the bandages When you're alone When you're hollow Then you'll ask me to Come and fill you come And feel you Don't think i will do From Letras Mania