Show me a river that wasn't made from my teardrops
A natural river you'd be hard-pressed to find
Try to hide it but, oh, there's so much pressure
Sweaty-ass fingers, hydraulic mind
And I find I'm falling through again
And I find I'm waiting on you again
I thought you were the love of my life
I was so sad to lose you
You are my fog on a rainy day
I chose to fill them, you never made me meander
A natural river runs through your mind
I thought I saw some type of spark in your pupils
But I've been thinking; I might just be blind
And I find I'm falling through again
And I find I'm waiting on you again
I thought you were the love of my life
I was so sad to lose you
You are my fog on a rainy day
I thought you were
I thought you were
I thought you were
I thought
I thought you were the love of my life
I was so sad to lose you
You are my fog on a rainy day
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