There's a house in the woods
There's a chair near the door
And there's a feeling that hides
Beneath the floorboards
While it creaks and cracks
I'm slowly getting old
In a struggle to find
What I'm looking for
Endless love
And I'm beginning to drown
I'm staring death in the eyes
You were the rock that I needed
You were the tree I would climb
Now I'm a passing thought
And I'll try to survive
And I will write what I've seen
Will you read what I write
My endless love
My endless love
My endless love
My endless love
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