A recurring dream that stings into my memory
A thought of what could be, disintegrates and gets the best of me
And I know we both know how, these types of things always go down
But if I could find you now, we could remember what it's like to feel
And if we slow this down, and take things slower this time
Maybe find the time between the lines between the lines
If you make me a part of your plan - pick me up just one time
Don't let me fall, don't let me fall
Out of your hands
Out of your hands
Well I won't let you
The mind breaks down, the delicate design
Of where we've been, and what we've left behind
And if we slow this down, and take things slower this time
Maybe find the time between the lines between the lines
If you make me a part of your plan - pick me up just one time
Don't let me fall, don't let me fall
Out of your hands
Out of your hands
Well I won't let you
Give me a chance to make a move, what's left to lose?
So much more that I want to prove - If I could get to you
A recurring dream, that stings into my memory
If you make me a part of your plan - pick me up just one time
Don't let me fall, don't let me fall
Out of your hands
Out of your hands
Well I won't let you
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