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(альбом: Songs From A Sketchbook, Pt. 1 - 2016)

For two years I've loved you
For two years I knew
For two years I stood at a distance
But two weeks ago with you here in my bed
I promised you all that I am

It's not an every day kind of finding
It's good and it's rare
And every time I say no
I know I'm killing you, dear

But two years is too long to be wasting away
Cause I'm afraid of what it takes to come closer
And although two weeks ago I was lost in your eyes
Tonight you went back alone crying

It's not an every day kind of finding
It's good and it's rare
And every time I run out
I can still hear you singing

Don't go
Please don't leave
Darling, life is full of these things
We're a mess
This I know
But I'm in love with you and we were so close