| Last night I heard my own heart beating, it sounded like footsteps on my stairs. Six months gone, and I'm still reaching, even though I know that you're not there. I'm playin' back a thousand memories, baby; thinkin' bout everything we've been through. Maybe I've been going back too much lately When time stood still, and I had you. Come back, come back, come back to me like you would, you would if this was a movie. Stand in the rain outside till I came out. Come back, come back, come back to me like you could you could if you just said you're sorry. I know that we could work it out somehow. But if this was a movie, you'd be here by now. |
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