My hands are ice, It's out of my control, It's a, change of heights, See I, wandered off the road, But, the superstition, Gotta' loosen up the rope, See, if there's a vision, You gotta' let it show... But I'm looking in the mirror, I'm in the middle, staying alive, I'm trying not to fear her, There's too much static, she's hard to fight, I'm hanging the receiver, I'll call you later, I need to save her, And baby if you see her, Tell her you love her... So what is coming? It's out of my control, You see, I've got no power, It's just electrical cords, But, there's a superstition, Hang on to the hope, If there's a vision, You've gotta' let it show... But I'm looking in the mirror, I'm in the middle, staying alive, I'm trying not to fear her, There's too much static, she's hard to fight, I'm hanging the receiver, I'll call you later, I need to save her, And baby if you see her, Tell her you love her... It's many faces I have seen, Many ways in which I've loved, Bandaged up the broken dove... (Tell her you love her, oh, tell her you love her...) But I, still believe that it can soar, I believe that in my core, Or tell me what are we here for...? I'm looking in the mirror, I'm in the middle, staying alive, I'm trying not to fear her, There's too much static, she's hard to fight, I'm hanging the receiver, I'll call you later, I need to save her, And baby if you see her, Tell her you love her... I'm looking in the mirror, I'm in the middle, staying alive, I'm trying not to fear her, There's too much static, she's hard to fight, I'm hanging the receiver, I'll call you later, I need to save her, And baby if you see her, Tell her you love her... I'm looking in the mirror, I'm in the middle, staying alive, I'm trying not to fear her, There's too much static, she's hard to fight, I'm hanging the receiver, I'll call you later, I need to save her, And baby if you see her, Tell her you love her...
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