We don't build miracles we don't grow dreams Can stretch out on the floor and make the world come. Gravity, losing sight of where we stand At some point, we don't wanna stand Sit and feel empty, Points to a broken door. You used to come through here and smile. And sometimes we would smile back, talk about what's to come. Put our heads in each other's laps and make ourselves comfortable Put our heads in each other's laps Make ourselves comfortable.

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