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My whole life waiting for the right time
To tell you how I feel
And though I try to tell you that I need you
Here I am without you
I feel so lost but what can I do?
'Cause I know this love seems real
But I don't know how to feel.

We say goodbye in the pouring rain
And I break down as you walk away
Stay, stay.
Cause all my life I felt this way
But I could never find the words to say
Stay, stay.

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