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Working hard with in-deci-sion
Where are you?
Crawled in to find you cold, indifferent
Oh baby's blue - blue - blue
Holding tight to washed-out dreams
Squeeze the stuffing from the seams
No one hears - no one sees
The tears - my tears

You could have let me go - before
I had a chance to find the pain - to grow

You left for me...

You left me for...

A dream, a change of scene, a home

Fighting hard with in-deci-sion
You're gone now
No chance at recon-"silly"-a-tion (baby's blue)
The hour-glass is true to time
The course finished before the last grain of sand
Sand is through - through

Wonder where I went wrong without you

Without you

You could've been more strong, no doubt (showing)
Showing through - through
I could have been more tender, more sym-path-etic
More like my Lord - more a-polo-getic
But we're through - through

Baby's blue - blue - baby's blue
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Hey! Could I hold that for you?

(seriously)

When games are done
and our duty goes on,
let me hold on to your dreams.

Life colored-in
by our own touch
and time,
pain - the only out-line.

I care like you care,
see what you see,
soul-wide-open,
we belong.

A distant mirage,
the din of success,
finding our way now
- hold tight!

Placed with love
for safe-keeping,
a heart with a key.
I, for you, hold for me.

No sweat?
No tears?
What have we gained,
if we haven't been through it all?

(can YOU make me wise?)

Entwined in your strength,
the hope that you have
is still, very much, my own.

In the grand scheme,
of things to be,
we offer up our vows.

Tightly holding
to the unknown,
we step into time...

Together.