| searching all my days just to find you i'm not sure who i'm looking for i'll know it when i see you until then, i'll hide in my bedroom staying up all night just to write a love song for no one
i could have met you in a sandbox i could have passed you on the sidewalk could i have missed my chance and watched you walk away?
i'm tired of being alone so hurry up and get here so tired of being alone so hurry up and get here...
you'll be so good ...for me

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