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now you were standing right in front of me,
i hold on, it's getting harder to breathe,
all of a sudden these lights are blinding me,
i never noticed how bright they would be,

i saw in the corner, there's a photograph,
no doubt in my mind it's a picture of you,
it lies there alone in its bed of broken glass,
this bed was never made for two.

i'll keep my eyes wide open
i'll keep my arms wide open.

i promised one day that i'd bring you back a star,
i caught one and burned a hole in my hand,
seems like these days i watch you from afar,
just trying to make you understand,
i'll keep my eyes wi
de open.

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