I Keep Telling Myself ;
Maybe When The Dust Has Settled ;
You'd Prolly Have Time For Me.
You'd Prolly Start Thinking Wise ;
You'd Prolly Start Knowing Where I Stand;
You'd Prolly Know How To Treat Me.
You'd Prolly Be Ready To Love Me.
Yeah ; If I Keep Telling Myself These,
I'd Prolly Still Be Here A Year Later ;
I'd Prolly Still Be Hanging Around ;
Being Only What You Deduce Me To Be In Your Heart Of Hearts.
I'll Never Take The Step Forward With You ;
We'd Only Dwindle Till We're Only Strangers Beside Love.
Lovers Without A Future ;
We'll Still Be Here At The Very Same Spot;
But Awkwardly Distant.
Well Those Were Your Intentions.
That's What You Want,
That's What You'll Have.
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