Where were you, when I was burned and broken? while the days slipped by from my window watching. And where were you, when I was hurt and I was helpless? Because the things you say and the things you do surround me. While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words, dying to believe in what you heard....
I was staring straight into the shining sun
I was staring straight into the shining sun
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