climb, climb, i always climb
out of bed in the morning
and i know this doesn't rhyme
but the clutter on the table on a mountain made of sand
has been getting out of hand
i know that you tried to see me through
but honey i'm still having trouble
finding out what's you well they say it's nontime, time, it's so sublime
but it's playing with my mind
and phone calls don't cost a dime
in the caverns of your feelings
where the sun will never shine i know that you tried to see me through
but honey i'm still having trouble finding out what's you
before i found out i was blind
mine, mine, which things are mine?
well i thought i saw a few
and it's saying where to go
and i think i see a sign
and when i get there what i'll find
i know that you tried to see me through finding out what's youbut honey i'm still having trouble.
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