| Hard to find |
| Yeah, I've always been out running |
| With a ten-track mind |
| I won't lie |
| I'm a rubber band stretching |
| And it snapped on time |
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| I hate to let it go |
| Cold-blooded, cynical |
| This one is out of my hand |
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| You know it kills a man to define things |
| But looking at you is a divine thing |
| I change my mind and give up everything |
| Don't know why |
| But you take me to the other side |
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| Hard to say |
| Oh, what'd you put in this to make it such a sweet escape? |
| Night and day |
| The sun is setting, 'cause you get me to a higher place |
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| I love to let it go |
| Cold-blooded, cynical |
| This one is out of my hand |
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| You know it kills a man to define things |
| But looking at you is a divine thing |
| I change my mind and give up everything |
| Don't know why |
| But you take me to the other side |
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| You're so divine, turn the sky to a choir |
| That angel face got me walking on water |
| Match-made in Heaven, you struck me on fire |
| I wanna tell ya |
| Ooh, I wanna tell you now |
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| You know it kills a man to define things |
| But looking at you is a divine thing |
| I change my mind and give up everything |
| Don't know why |
| But you take me to the other side |
| Oh, you take me to the other side |
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