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December 10, 2002 Closer To You How soft a whisper can get When you're walking through a crowded space. I hear your every word being said. I remember that everyday I get a little bit closer to you. How long an hour can take When you're staring in your open space. When I feel I'm slipping further away, These are the days that I wont get back. I won't hear you cry or hear you laugh. When its quiet and I don't hear a thing. Well I can always hear you breathe. You know there's nowhere else I wanted to be. And be there when you needed me. I'm sorry too, but don't give up on me. And just remember that when you were asleep, I got a little bit closer to you. (The Wallflowers) (2:42 AM) ~`~
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