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Your words seem so vague From hot lips, from your cold lips Mostly forgetting more than just the topic Melting eyes losing sight and breaking away Fighting a memory of the touch My eyes catching hold and wishing to stay But instead only just wishing away Mine so wild and taken aback On a three month ride This whole concept mirrors This never-ending dream of love, Struggle for love In which no one wins, but Someone seems to hurt Melting eyes losing sight and breaking away Fighting a memory of the touch My eyes catching hold and wishing to stay But instead only just wishing away