With my head in your hands
I can only hope
To find you listening
For all the things that we do not say
Must be painful for you
Holding it back that way
But I think I like the pace
Only alone can I make my escapes
And with my head in your hands
Do I think I can find the strength
To get up again
With a tongue in your cheek
You may find it easy
To admit defeat
And in this round about way
You can convince yourself
That you don't have to stay
But I think I like the pace
Only alone can I make my mistakes
And with my head in your hands
Do I think I can find the strength
To get up again
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