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Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
It's about to drive me insane
Oh why she's never on time
She should have been here since a quarter 'til nine
What could be keeping her so long
Well is she in another mans arms
Do we still have our date
I won't know until it's too late
Could be my bad luck
Maybe she done stood me up
She thinks that I'm lame
The way she treats me's a crying shame
Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
It's about to drive me insane
Oh why, she haven't got here yet
She's the meanest girl I've ever met
Could she still be at home
I think I'll try to call her on the phone
Her Mother answered the phone
And said that she had already gone
I should let her go
But oh, I love her so
She thinks that I'm lame
But the way she treats me's a crying shame
Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
It's about to drive me insane
Oh why she's never on time
She should have been here since a quarter 'til nine
What could be keeping her so long
Oh, is she in another mans arms
Do we still have our date
I won't know until it's too late
Could be my bad luck
Maybe she done stood me up
She thinks that I'm lame
The way she treats me's a crying shame
Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
It's about to drive me insane
Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
It's about to drive me insane
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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